While Kitri was meeting with the women of magic as Loki had suggested, he sat in a meeting with Odin and a few of the Avengers.
His usually nimble mind kept drifting between answering the mind numbing questions about his behavior and plans, until he recognized the servant that was serving water and wine as the one light elf that Kitri had been flirting with previously. He waited for her to glance at him, and then winked, causing her face to flush as she looked away.
"I should show Kitri some of the ingredients we have growing in our gardens... Perhaps there are some interesting brews she could make with those." He couldn't help but have his thoughts wander, yet it did feel a bit strange that admiring another woman subtly brought Kitri back into his thoughts.
Meanwhile Kitri was extremely disappointed with those few Asgardian women of magic. They were incredibly rude, and showed absolutely no interest in helping her as she was not of Asgardian origin. Even worse, they were seeresses, so their magic was mostly focused on future seeing, similarly to the other usual magic users from her home realm.
"I do not understand what it is that we can do for you if your powers rely on ingredients. Do you want a certain flower or something? Perhaps a lock of hair?" The tallest one out of the three spoke in a mocking matter.
She was slender and beautiful, dressed in white and golden robes and wearing her golden blonde hair in long curls falling around her shoulders. Kitri glared at her with clenched fists, feeling fire heating up in her palms.
"Now now, Sigrdrifa... We must not upset the Midgardian guest." Another Asgardian, a brunette with slightly softer features interjected. She was also more cognisant of the embers burning in Kitri's eyes, and became more weary of the unknown woman.
The third, slightly darker brunette just stood there with her arms crossed, saying nothing.
These soothing words of the other woman made Kitri compose herself a little. After all, she was a guest in their domain, so instead of burning the blonde's skin off and starting another war, she decided she could just have a bit of fun by proving her wrong. She closed her eyes and held the bridge of her nose in thought before remembering the potion she had on her from this morning.
"I would prefer to not have to explain myself to you, but very well... I used to be a powerful magic user. Maybe even on a similar level to Loki's illusions."
Sigrdrifa scoffed loudly, and the brunette quickly elbowed her in the ribs.
Kitri continued, ignoring their reaction. "Based on my later... predicament... I now need the assistance of physical objects to make my magic work at all. For the most part at least." She pulled out the sun yellow potion and offered it to the smirking blonde. "Here."
"You really think I am willing to drink an elixir made by a mortal?!" Sigrdrifa's obnoxious laughter filled the room.
Kitri looked at her with a devious smirk as she spoke slowly, as if to a child, while holding the vial up between her fingers. "Now if what you say is true, then what have you to lose? If it is just a potion made by a puny mortal."
Sigrdrifa looked cautiously at the potion in Kitri's hand, but her pride wouldn't allow her to back down, so she took it.
The first brunette knew better than to intervene, as Sigrdrifa gulped it down in one large swig and reached her hand out with the empty vial to hand back to Kitri.
Before Kitri could retrieve it, Sigrdrifa's eyes grew wide, her expression growing conflicted, and the empty vial slipped out of her fingers and shattered on the ground.
The same brunette, thinking this was another way for Sigrdrifa to insult the foreign woman, turned to her and slapped Sigrdrifa's shoulder lightly. "What in the gods' names are you doing? Do you wish to start more conflict between realms?!"
Kitri raised a hand to stop her from saying more, her expression showing slight amusement. "Sigrdrifa is it? What did it taste like, Sigrdrifa?"
Sigrdrifa coughed in surprise. "How did you... What did you use in this?"
Kitri's smile widened, the two brunettes looking between each other in confusion. "What. Did. It. Taste. Like?" She repeated, pausing between each word. Sigrdrifa fumbled.
"It... It tasted like... how Thor smells? And like the smell of new leather."
Kitri burst out laughing, as the other women in the room grew even more confused, before one of them looked at Kitri with anger. "Evil witch! What have you done to her?!"
Kitri laughed harder. "How absurd! If I am an evil witch then I am quite disappointed by Asgard's coven! Nothing. I did nothing, do not worry. It is a potion to make you feel bliss. What bliss means to you is not at all within my control."
Sigrdrifa blushed realizing what she just revealed, and suddenly sat down breathing heavily, her face growing completely flushed.
"Seems it just kicked in." Kitri nodded toward Sigrdrifa. "From the looks of it, it may be best if you two leave the room, I will have her find a way to enjoy herself, and will meet you in the hallway. My apologies, what is your name?" She asked the closer more concerned looking woman.
The brunette shook her head "Aalyah, and absolutely not. I must be certain she will be alright."
The third woman looked horrified and mumbled something about leaving them to it, before slipping out of the room. Kitri chuckled seeing the exasperated Sigrdrifa looking up at her. "Oh she is quite alright... Much more than alright, in fact, but as you wish." Kitri shrugged, and strode over to sit by Sigrdrifa, who was now shaking slightly, her arms wrapped around her knees rocking herself back and forth.
Her friend might have been concerned for her, but Kitri knew exactly why she was acting this way. "Sigrdrifa, love." Her words were much softer than before, and she gently laid a hand on Sigrdrifa's arm. Sigrdrifa closed her eyes and put her head onto her knees, letting out a shaky pleased sigh from the light touch.
"Usually this potion just makes a person relaxed, lazy, maybe a bit sleepy, but it looks like you have some pent up... frustrations." Kitri's words were like thick sweet honey, comforting yet seductive. Aalyah could not believe it was the same person they had just spoken to minutes ago.
"So you have three options, pet." Kitri continued, slowly running her hand up and down Sigrdrifa's arm. "Since you drank the whole thing, which I did not plan for you to do, it will last at least until sundown."
Sigrdrifa whimpered in frustration.
"Your first out of three options is you ride this out and we leave you to deal with this on your own... I can promise you, trying to remove some of the frustration yourself will help, but will not leave you satisfied in the slightest." Sigrdrifa let out another shaky defeated groan while shaking her head, still nested between her knees and hiding her face from view.
"The other two options would help with that frustration, and leave you to relax for the rest of the day. I will leave it up to you. I can either call in someone who would make it comfortable for you to help out. Such as call for Thor, I know not of your-"
She was cut off by Sigrdrifa snapping her head up and gripping onto her arm, cheeks flushed and eyes filled with tears. "He can never know! Please, tell me you will never tell him of this."
"Maybe someone else then?" Kitri asked while shrugging. "The last suggestion I offer myself, as it seems fair for me to help you, since I did partially cause this mess..." Her hand moved from Sigrdrifa's arm, behind her shoulders and gently touched against the back of her neck. "Your choice. Once you find release the rest of the experience is quite pleasant..."
Sigrdrifa let out another whimper before trying to speak. "Please... You, please... I do not have anyone else, nor do I want anyone else to know."
Kitri grinned, glancing back at Aalyah with a questioning look. "You heard your friend. You need to be absolutely certain you want to be here for this."
Aalyah nodded slowly, completely taken back by the whole interaction. She wanted to see it through, half for her friend, and half for her own newly found personal interest and not very innocent curiosity.
Kitri nodded once before turning her attention back to Sigrdrifa. "So you are certain then..." She purred while sliding one of her hands around the trembling woman. Sigrdrifa whimpered and nodded, hiding her flushed face as much as possible from anyones view.
Kitri moved to sit behind Sigrdrifa, a leg on each side of her, pulling her long skirt up to make the position possible. She moved closer to have Sigrdrifa comfortably within her reach. She placed one of her hands on Sigrdrifa's back, tracing up along the back of her neck and then moving it through her hair, pulling on it slightly to raise her head from between her knees. With the help of the other hand guiding Sigrdrifa back against her shoulder, she pulled her up to lean back on Kitri. Aalyah was mesmerized by Kitri's movements and for the first time saw the sensual and somewhat desperate look on Sigrdrifa's face.
It felt a bit wrong to Aalyah. Seeing her friend in such a state in response to Kitri's touch. She has not had much experience herself, but could never imagine someone could look so passionate, especially in the hands of another woman.
Yet she had finally decided she had seen a bit too much, and quietly excused herself into the hallway, almost completely ignored by the two women in front of her as Kitri began whispering dirty sounding things in a foreign tongue into Sigrdrifa's ear while her hands moved around her.
After Aalyah slipped out, she leaned back against a wall of the hallway next to the closed door with a shaky sigh.
The third woman was nowhere to be seen in the hallway, since immediately after she left she began walking quickly toward the throne room.