A/N: So, this is part two in the series. I've mostly plotted each arc, but haven't actually written the chapters yet. So no meeting the Avengers nor even SHIELD yet. Though we'll see Thor and Loki at their toddlerhood and infancy, respectively. It's about at the end of war with Jotüns, with King Odin at its helm and Hela already imprisoned a few centuries.

Disclaimer: Things that may be familiar are not mine. Only Kai is.

Chapter 1: Strolling through Alfheim and Guarding Asgardians

He woke up gradually, his body feeling rested and content, then checked his watch: 1:36pm.

It was only when he was fully awake that he remembered the events that morning. He was glad that he no longer felt numb, but it was still a headache to deal with. Two hundred thousand years, that still a long time for a semi-immortal being.

A huff interrupted his thoughts. "You're thinking too loudly," Koschei murmured gruffly, burrowing deeper into his chest.

He hummed, then looked down when a poke to his stomach made him twitch. "Is there something I can do for you?" he teased, lightly stroking Koschei's back in a distracting manner, if the insistent erection poking his thigh was any indication.

Koschei growled, straddling him in one swift movement and kissing him greedily. He moaned into Koschei's mouth, grinding their cloth covered erections together, Koschei gasping and moaning in delight.

Koschei settled back on his lap, taking in his dilated pupils, flushed face and chest, and hard arousal, then Koschei smirked. He just watched him, waiting for his next move, loving the direction this was all going.

Koschei stuck his hand under his pillow, before making a noise of triumph.

"Am I always going to find a tube of lube under your pillow?" he asks, amused. He supposed it wasn't something he really thought about, he really should if they were going to be doing this a lot more now. Familiarity breeds intimacy and all that.

Koschei snorted, laughing. "Maaaybe," he teased.

Kai grinned. "You naughty, naughty boy."

Koschei sniffed. "Of course," he said in mock-aloofness, before dissolving into giggles when Kai began to tickle his ribs. "S-stop, please, Kai — K-kai!"

He stopped, sighing and hugging him close, kissing him gently and carefully. "I love you," he murmured, suddenly feeling the need to treat Koschei with care. Not that he hadn't, but the notion that he would take the other man for granted made him recoil. So he tried, he tried to be better.

Koschei hummed in contentment, laying his head on his chest. "Love you, too."

They lay there, their breaths slightly lulling them into a light doze, before Kai gently pulled Koschei's head up to his, this time with more intent, still hard and wanting. Koschei moaned, quickly taking off both of their boxers with alacrity that made Kai a tiny bit smug.

The other man must have felt the emotion, as he scowled playfully and smacked his chest in retaliation, which he quickly took the hand and kissed it. He kissed a trail from Koschei's palm to his elbow, paying close attention to the meaty underside and nipped, pulling another moan and low whine.

Kai then stopped in his intentions, waiting for the other man to notice and take charge.

"You'll pay for that," he growled.

Kai knew that, it's what he was going for. "I want you to make me," he purred, reaching behind to press on his secret spot, making the other man groan, pushing against the invading digit.

Koschei growled again. "You want to play? We'll play," he said, biting hard on Kai's chest. "Let's see how you like it."

Kai whined, thinking he probably shouldn't have goaded the other man too hard as he watched Koschei quickly, but efficiently stretch himself. Then he began to slowly ride Kai.

He smirked. "I want you to make me scream, Shay."

Something dark and dangerous flickered across his face, before he smiled, something very wicked.

Kai shivered. I'm going to die, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

They both lay panting, hours after their vigorous…exercise, Kai spooning Koschei. "That…that was amazing, Shay," he said gruffly. "Thank you."

Koschei huffed. "Of course, I'm fabulous," he sneered playfully. Then squirmed and giggled when Kai tickled him. "H-hey! Is-is that anyway to treat the person who gave you an amazing orgasm?"

Kai huffed, rolling his eyes, then turned the other man around, nuzzling his nose. "Mmm, I suppose not, what should I do to rectify this offense?" he teased.

"I demand a cuddle!" he ordered imperiously.

Kai snorted, shifting around to make them more comfortable and cuddled other man. "Better?"

"The best," Koschei murmured into his chest, slurring.

Kai snorted again. "Love you."

"Mmmmm…you too," he mumbled before tumbling into sleep again.

Kai sighed. Rest. Rest is good and then we pick it up from there.

He nodded off from the calm and contentment Koschei was radiating, following into Morpheus' realm.

There were a couple knocks that roused Kai, he blinked checking the time on the stand.

10:20 a.m.

Who could that be? he wondered.

Koschei tried burrow deeper into him. "Mmmph, five more minutes, da," he slurred.

Kai snorted, then rolled his eyes when more knocks came, he moved to leave but Koschei wasn't letting him as he clung tighter. "Shay, I need to see who it is," he murmured. "Go back to sleep, love."

Koschei huffed and rolled over, putting a pillow on his head to block everything out. "Don't start a war."

He huffed, knowing it wasn't an idle warning since the Doctor seemed to do it on a regular basis.

"I know, I'm not Theta."

He kissed the top of his head, then put on a t-shirt and jeans. As he moved out of their bedroom and into the living room, he wondered who would be knocking when they haven't even made contact yet.

He unzipped the flap, walking out to a platoon of elves, with their leader on an elk. They were all wearing armor, mithril shining the daylight, though their leader seemed to have a crown made of holly berries and its mithril imitations of wood, along with a silvery over-robe.

Kai blinked. This isn't Mirkwood, right?

"Good morn, God of Time," the leader called, as he jumped off his elk inhumanly graceful, bowing deeply while the others knelt in respect.

When they didn't do anything for a couple seconds, he cleared his throat. "Please rise," he commanded, they did so without any unnecessary movements, but remained respectful.

Kai was unnerved by the timing, pun not intended, but it was a little too on the nose. "Good morn," he replied back, going by the context that they already knew who he was and acted accordingly. "To whom am I speaking to?"

"I am Thandruil, son of Oropher, King of Ljosalfheim. The seers have foretold of your coming," he announced regally, awe coloring his tone.

What. The. Hell.

Or Helheim.

He felt Shay awaken and dress, having awaken to find out what was going on, rushing out and standing next him.

'Are we in fucking Mirkwood?' he asked incredulously. He probably had felt Kai's own incredulousness from the bond.

Kai barely held in his snort, 'I have so many questions: How the fuck did Tolkien know about Alfheim? And aren't the actual Bright Elves from Middle Earth extinct? Also, is that a goddamn fucking ELK?!'

'Do they speak Sindarin? Are we speaking Sindarin right now? Also, yes that's a fucking elk. I can't even right now.'

Kai smiled at millennial slang, though it was probably not what Thandruil was thinking.

Thandruil blinked. "Is this your consort?"

Koschei twitched, but didn't miss a beat. "Koschei of House Oakdown, at your service," he said, not bowing since he had a niggling feeling it would be improper.

"Thandruil, son of Oropher, at yours," he said, bowing once more along with the retinue and Koschei had to make them stand up again. "We're here to escort you to the palace, the seers had said you were to be given our hospitality and aid."

'Convenient,' Kai noted.

'And very suspicious,' Koschei added.

Kai cleared his throat. "Let us change and pack our belongings, then lead the way, King Thandruil."

A/N: Sorry this is a bit short. I'm still plotting this part more meticulously. Y'all know the drill.