Author's Note: Here it is in all its glorious smuttiness. Do not have a drink in your hand while you read this. You may spit it all over your screen. There are "OMG" moments, "OMG WTF" moments and some "covering face with hand to read through your fingers" moments. The muse is delightfully sinful and evidently hedonistic. Very NSFW. Probably best enjoyed alone so you can do the "oh my god, what the fuck did I just read" thing without embarrassment. You've been warned. And...Uhm, Jane has a Frost Giant for a husband now. Just remember that little factoid as a warning too.
Enjoy.
Loki carried Jane into the enclosed consummation suite before the door closed behind him. He proceeded to the bed where he sat on the corner and placed her on his lap. He held her close as he placed his forehead against hers.
"Jane?"
"It's amazing how clearly I can hear you and still know you aren't speaking aloud," Jane half laughed in her thoughts as she kept her arms around him tightly, "Now, tell me about imprinting."
"It is a biological imperative of my Frost Giant lineage. To imprint on someone is to be bound to them."
"And I imprinted you? But I'm not a Frost Giant."
"You triggered the impulse in me when you struck me the first time we met," He carressed her cheek while pressing a gentle kiss upon her lips, "Your touch triggered the instinct in me, and I had no idea what had happened. I only knew that if I hadn't been bound by magical restraints, I damn well would have taken you right then and there."
"So that's what the stare was about," She smiled as she remembered that moment.
"Yes," He affirmed while caressing her back and arms tenderly, "I wanted to believe it was the Aether's power I was so drawn to, but once the Aether had been removed, I knew it was you I was drawn to, and I would have died a thousand times to save you from any harm."
"You saved me. Twice," She cupped his cheeks in her hands as she searched his eyes, "That's why you're my personal savior, isn't it?"
"Yes," He replied as he maintained eye contact with her, "After Svartelfheim, when I returned to Asgard, I couldn't stop thinking about you."
"So, it wasn't just me, huh?" Jane realized while she laced the fingers of one hand with his.
"You haunted my every thought day and night. It confused me. I've never been so completely enthralled by someone that I couldn't function without them. So I began to research what possibly could have made me so taken with you. I discovered that Jotuns bond through a process called imprinting. It's an attraction greater than just a physical response. It's meant to single out the most compatible mate amongst all other possibilities. It is always triggered by a touch, gentle or otherwise."
"I hit you."
"And so the Bond was formed. I thought it would be a one way bond. You aren't a Frost Giant, and I had never known of what exactly my Jotun physiology was capable of. I have a feeling it's the magic Frigga taught me which had the effect on you. It allowed my biological imperative to mark you as it were."
"But you pretended to die. You didn't let me know. You didn't let anyone know that you were alive," Jane thought in her confusion.
"I sent Thor back to you which is what you both seemed to want so badly. I wasn't about to interfere. I've fought with my brother our entire lives over one thing or another. I wasn't about to let my Jotun blood cause another catastrophic battle between us. Still," He paused, "I did look in on you from time to time."
"Stalker," She teased which drew a slight smirk from his lips.
"I was at every symposium, every award ceremony. You are so very brilliant, and you are on the cusp of the greatest discovery for mankind."
Jane blushed slightly at the praise he had bestowed upon her and turned her face to look away. He cupped her cheek in his palm as he urged her to look at him again.
"When I saw you last night in that room, the pull to be near you was intense."
"And then I hit you. Again. And then..." She trailed off as she met his eyes and traced his lips with a fingertip.
"Then you kissed me. After that, I knew I would never be able to deny this urge again," Loki captured her lips in a tender kiss.
"Hmm," Jane hummed happily in her thoughts, "If I didn't already know you could work magic, I would know it in your kiss. I've never been kissed the way you kiss me."
"I love being able to hear what you are truly thinking," He smiled as he carressed her cheek gently and placed his forehead against hers, "I know this is not an ideal situation for you, Jane, and after we get off this planet, I will keep my distance as much as possible if that is what you wish. But I also promise I will spend the rest of my days striving to be worthy of you."
"Worthy? You've saved my life twice. Why wouldn't you be worthy?"
As soon as Jane had thought the question, a flurry of memories assaulted her mind. Castigations from Odin, Thor, Heimdall, and the Warriors Three rang through her ears. All rang of falsehoods of bravado and malcontent with hints of distrust and misunderstanding.
Jane met his eyes and searched more memories. If he didn't know what true worthiness meant, she would show him, "Show me how you've shown someone that you care about them."
Loki seemed surprised by her request, but memories came rushing forward unbidden. A bundle of flowers delivered to Frigga who smiled like the sun, a consoling pat on the back for a young Thor who had lost a challenge in training, a squeeze of the hand of young Lady Sif who had been crying, an illusion of Odin dissolved into Loki's form after giving Thor the praise that the king could never have given his son himself, saving Jane on Svartelfheim.
Jane cupped Loki's cheeks in her hands as she met his eyes and spoke aloud for the first time, "You are worthy."
Loki looked into her eyes and felt her certainty of her words. When she felt his acceptance of her statement, she seized his mouth with such ferocity that Loki was forced back onto the bed as she crashed atop him.
"Here we go, here we go," The Grandmaster rubbed his hands together excitedly as he sat in an empty chair beside Thor. He glanced to his "guest" and frowned, "Please, Topaz, take this muzzle off. We should have commentary from Sparkles," he turned his focus on Thor, "If she was your lover first...well, it'll be interesting to hear how different she is with him than you. And if you know your brother's playbook you can share that, too."
The instant the muzzle was removed, Thor shouted, "Jane, fight this magic!"
"She's human. There's no way she can hear you through my barrier unless their bond is strong enough for her to hear through him and that all gets complicated," The Grandmaster laughed as he patted Thor on the hand, "Besides, she is way too into him to listen to anything you have to say, Lord."
"Well, then, you listen. This isn't a love match. Undo this magic at once!" Thor growled as he conjured only more sparkles from his hands.
"Are you sure you don't want the muzzle?" Topaz asked as the Grandmaster waved her off.
Scrapper 142 leaned against Thor's chair again, "You'd better hope it's a love match if you value their lives. If it isn't?" She drug her thumb across her throat.
Thor grumbled against his restraints and growled, "I will kill my brother first."
"Oh I do love family in attendance!" The Grandmaster chuckled as he focused on the newlyweds.
"Thor is pissed," Loki thought as Jane's mouth lavished attention upon his.
She continued kissing Loki as her hands began seeking out the fastenings of his leather armor, "How do you know?"
"I can hear him," His fingers found the fastenings of her dress and began untying laces.
Jane tugged his cape and vest free as he sat up for her before tossing them aside. She returned her lips to his as she undid the fastenings of his inner jacket, "I'm gonna think this just one more time. You are wearing too damn many clothes."
Loki chuckled as he pulled the final lacings free of her dress and let the lace ribbon flow through his fingers to the floor slowly.
"And that was entirely too sexy for this moment," Jane sighed inwardly as she released the fastenings of his inner jacket and then pushed it from his shoulders, "I am trying to concentrate here."
"Didn't I tell you already to feel instead of think at a time like this?" He shrugged out of his inner jacket and did her a favor by removing his inner tunic at the same moment, "Don't think. Just feel," He slipped his fingers under a strap of her dress before slowly easing it down her arm as he met her eyes.
"Thor is out there," She grumbled in her mind while pressing her palms to first his chest and then sneaking around his back.
"Be glad you cannot hear him," Loki quipped to her as he gently kissed her neck before gently biting her in the exact location as the night before.
"You're disappointed there isn't a mark?" She looked to him with a smile as he raised his eyes to meet hers.
"I cannot believe you felt that emotion so keenly."
Jane focused on feeling what Loki was feeling for a moment before she gasped audibly, "No way."
"Don't be cross, Love."
"I'm not cross," She searched his eyes as she sorted through the emotions, "You want to be territorial."
"It's part of the Imprinting," He explained as he seized her mouth in a possessive kiss, "And I would be lying if I said I didn't want Thor to see just how breathtaking you are when you come undone for me."
Jane melted against his kiss with a whimper as she completely enveloped him in her arms, "How can you make something so evil sound so incredibly sexy?"
Loki grinned against her kiss, "Natural born talent."
"Did he bring her here?!" Thor demanded answers as he tried not to look at Loki touching and kissing his Jane. It was like a train wreck, however, and he couldn't seem to look away.
"No, they arrived separately but boy, were there sparks when they saw each other," The Grandmaster whistled in a low tone, "I told them to save some for tonight, but I already knew they were going to tear each other's clothes off as soon as they were in private. Actually, I kind of hoped they couldn't wait that long, but they did. Damn it," He declared in disappointment before he looked to Topaz, "You might want to go ahead and round up some shape shifters for me. I'm gonna need to release some pent up energy, and...tentacles," He shimmied in his seat in delight, "Make sure there are tentacles."
Thor grimaced in disgust as he looked at the Grandmaster.
"Normally, I don't let the contenders have a conjugal, but if the newlyweds put on the show I think they will, I might be generous enough to provide you with an amusement," The Grandmaster offered with a salacious smile.
"What?! No?!" Thor stammered as he looked back to Loki who was kissing Jane's neck again, "You said she couldn't hear me. But Loki can," He began shouting with new purpose, "Loki, she was mine first. Mine! I know her more intimately than you ever will!"
"Oh dear," Loki nibbled her shoulder, "Thor knows I can hear him now."
"And so he's yelling at you? Idiot," Jane laced her fingers in his hair as he moved his attentions to her other shoulder, "What's he saying?"
"Hear for yourself through me," He suggested while nibbling his way along her throat.
"She'll never be satisfied with you!" Thor shouted.
Jane captured Loki's face in her hands as she met his eyes, "Okay, that's it. Thor wants to be a jackass and still think he is the god I worship? Time to prove him wrong."
"I like where this is going," Loki smirked.
Jane pulled away from him, just out of reach. She smiled, meeting his eyes she slipped the remaining strap from her shoulder and let the dress slowly pool to the floor at her ankles, revealing every inch of her body, "Thor wants to talk trash. Let's show him just how wrong he is."
"My dear Jane, I do believe I could fall in love with you," He thought, his eyes devouring her as she stepped back into his arms and began unfastening his pants.
Outside the barrier, the fire in the brazier on the altar sparked and grew brighter. The Grandmaster frowned as he looked to Thor, "Well, at least one of them is in love."
"What?" Thor asked as he spotted the flame dancing over the golden dagger, "How the hell do you know that?"
"That flame should double in size or greater by the time they are done. If not, somebody doesn't love somebody and that's a problem," Scrapper 142 replied while popping the top on another bottle of alcohol.
"You hear that, Loki? You've doomed the both of you. It isn't Jane's fault you can't love her. Why put her through this?!" Thor growled as he pulled at his restraints again.
"He really is that dumb," Jane thought to herself as she tugged Loki's pants from his legs and urged him to back further onto the bed, "He has no idea whatsoever that you're the one in love with me."
"I admitted the possibility that it could happen. Not that it had. Not yet anyway," He watched as she crawled over his body ever so slowly and sat astride him, "This is quite possibly the sexiest thing I have ever seen."
She smiled with a naughty wink before brushing her lips against his, breath mingling ever so slightly, "It's okay for you to admit you are in love with me, you know."
"I will do no such thing," He scoffed internally as he captured her lips.
"I thought you said this love match thing wouldn't be a problem," She melted against him while he molded her body against his, "You just admitted the possibility, so you say anyway," She mocked him in her mind before continuing the thought, "The Grandmaster said one of us was in love. He'll know if I'm not."
Loki smiled at her as he broke their kiss. He cupped her head in his hand as he eased her away just enough to them to focus eye to eye, "Then look through everything that I am, Jane. It will be more than enough for you to know me better than anyone else in the universe. And then...you'll know if the possibility exists for you."
Jane's thoughts began racing through Loki's memories, brief flashes of key moments in his life that shaped him: a playful childhood with Thor, a more competitive adolescence with the God of Thunder, the power of a Master Sorcerer, the knowledge of a Scholar, the proud Prince he had become before everything he'd known in his life was turned upside down, the fall into the Void. Then there was nothing. Until New York, Odin's condemnation, Frigga's death, the Imprinting.
She blinked as she quickly processed the details of the information and her own feelings about it. About him, "I am so gonna fall in love with you."
Loki seized her mouth in a possessive yet infinitely tender kiss as he pressed her body to his and rolled them over.
"Gods damn it all," The Grandmaster grimaced as the flame within the brazier burst into a full fledged fire, "I was really hoping just one of them was in love. At least that way, I still had an in. Humph," The Grandmaster crossed his arms like a pouty child.
Thor growled, "Impossible!"
Jane opened her eyes to look at Loki ever so slowly, "You are a bad influence. You really want me to say what I think you want me to say?"
Loki grinned in answer.
Jane's lips twitched with an evil grin as she turned her head to look directly at where Thor should be sitting, "Darling, you have no idea what's possible."
Thor's gasp turned growl echoed through the rooms.
Jane giggled as she looked back at Loki who couldn't contain a laugh either, "He really did love that hammer."
"Hmm," Loki mused with a laugh as he stroked the curves of her body, pressing her tightly against his frame, "Now, didn't you say something earlier about concentrating?"
Jane grinned as she raised a leg over his hip and ground her own hips against his drawing a low moan from him, "Didn't you say something about feeling instead of thinking?"
"Touché, Love," His lips brushed against hers, his tongue languidly darting between in provocation. She groaned as she attempted to seal her lips to his only to catch his mischevious smile painting its sexy way over his features. He began licking his way along her throat as she threaded her fingers through his luxurious black hair.
When Jane arched her body against Loki and elongated her neck to allow him further access, The Grandmaster backhanded Thor's arm gently, "Damn, she's responsive. You gotta tell me. I got to know. Is she always like this?"
Thor shot a death glare at the Grandmaster, "That is not my Jane!"
"The only thing she is of yours is a sister in law," Scrapper 142 laughed as she clapped him on the shoulder, "I have to say, though, both you and your brother have excellent taste in women. That woman is fine!"
"Topaz, please make sure all the recorders are working. I want audio, visual, and holographic. Understand?" The Grandmaster bounced in his chair, "If I can't actually have them, I'll still find a way to have em," He wiggled his eyes brows.
Thor growled, "I know you can hear me, Loki. I never thought you this depraved, Brother. This is rape."
"What the hell are you talking about?!" The Grandmaster looked at Thor in astonishment, "If you don't know the difference between rape and that," He pointed at Loki and Jane before looking back to Thor skeptically, "Then, it is no wonder she wanted your brother."
Thor screamed his disapproval as he watched Loki licking his way towards Jane's breasts, "No!!"
"Yes!" Jane moaned as Loki captured a rosy nipple in his mouth. He nipped at her tender flesh with his teeth as his hand kneaded her other breast gently. His tongue swirled around her nipple before drawing the taut peak back between his lips.
"Oh my, that tongue," The Grandmaster hummed to himself.
"I am so sorry, Jane," Thor declared sadly.
"I'm not," Jane hummed her pleasure aloud while Loki turned his attentions to her other breast.
Loki grinned his delightfully sinister best while dropping kisses and love bites over her stomach as he eased himself along her body. Positioning himself between her legs, he met her eyes as he nipped at the delicate skin of her inner thighs, hooking each leg over his shoulders.
Jane leaned up on her elbows as she watched him, "Oh, I am feeling like being so bad."
He smiled knowingly as he caressed her thighs, while his lips, tongue and teeth teased a pathway towards his ultimate destination, "My my, you are full of surprises."
She smiled as she maintained eye contact with him, "Worship me with that Silver tongue, Baby," Jane urged aloud.
Loki felt her anticipation as keenly as his own. He lowered his mouth to her sensitive core and was rewarded when she grasped at his hair.
"Oh, oh Loki," Jane shouted as she arched against his mouth and tongue.
"Holy shit," The Grandmaster as he turned his head sideways for a better view, "That man is talented."
"Did she say Silver tongue?" Scrapper 142 turned her head sideways as well before uttering in a low whisper, "Damn..."
"It's his nickname," Thor growled as he twisted at his restraints again.
"I think I know how he got it," The Grandmaster cooed in awe as he craned his neck, "Seems fitting."
"Oh god yes!" Jane cried out as her rather sudden and extremely powerful climax vibrated through her entire body.
Loki caressed her thighs as he eased them from his shoulders, "I will never tire of pleasing you."
"Hmm, are you sure about that?" Her pleased smile bright enough to shadow the brightest of stars.
"Positive," He brushed his nose against hers as he covered her body with his own.
Jane drew his lips to hers, tasting her essence on his lips and tongue.
"That is the sexiest.."
Neither one was quite sure who thought it first, but they both smiled against each other's kiss.
"I don't know what kind of spell you've cast on her, Loki. Oh my Jane..." Thor cried in despair.
Jane rolled her eyes as she urged Loki to his back. She crawled over him, continuing their kiss until she pulled away only slightly to meet his eyes, "What I am about to say out loud is purely to piss Thor off, understand?"
"You are a devilish little minx," Loki's eyes flashed with merriment of both mischief and erotic anticipation.
"Husband," Jane spoke out loud as she darted her tongue across Loki's lips, "I would like to pay you tribute," She paused as she took his lips in a tender kiss, "Properly," She met his eyes with a tantalizing grin, "As any good wife pays tribute to her husband."
Loki met her eyes for a moment and caught the flicker of a memory of Thor to which he had to conceal a surprised and shocked laugh. He bowed his head to her in approval while thinking, "No wonder you dumped him. What kind of a bloody poofed up mockery of romanticism is that?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. He wanted me to provide oral pleasures, and I was already beyond sexually frustrated. So no, not happening. Then, he told me this wonderful story of how all the good wives of Asgard were talented at this sort of thing, and it's how a good wife pays tribute. Asshole."
"How the hell would he know?!" Loki sighed to himself in repressed laughter, "He was trying every way he could think of to bend you to his will."
"Yeah, well, Jane don't go down unless Jane's getting satisfied herself," She thought as she began draping kisses down his neck.
"How the hell are you controlling her, Loki?!" Thor yelled as he broke the bindings loose with sparkles of lightning, "That's not Jane! You may have her body, but not her mind and never her heart!"
"Down boy," The Grandmaster activated the obedience disk to reign Thor in. The God of Thunder twitched for a moment before growling.
"You would think he would give it a rest," Jane thought as she nipped at Loki's collar bone.
"Witless oaf," Loki snorted inwardly while reaching for her.
She caught his forearms and pushed him back on the bed, "Allow me. Let me show Thor that I make my own decisions about what I do and who I do it for and with."
"You are truly a remarkable woman, Jane," Loki lay back allowing her to take control.
Jane smiled as she began licking and biting his throat. She eased her hands down his chest as she slithered down his body, marking his skin with grazes of teeth and tongue.
"I don't know which one I envy more right now. Him. Or her!" The Grandmaster adjusted his robes, "Is it getting hot in here or is just me?"
Thor grunted as he rolled his eyes.
Jane bit Loki on the hip to which he responded with a exhalation of breath and a pleasure filled smile smeared over his handsome features. When she took his fully erect shaft in hand, he hissed as he fixed his eyes upon her. She flicked her tongue over his tip before leisurely taking him into her mouth.
"Not her," Thor stopped struggling against his restraints, "Definitely not her. She would never.."
"Maybe never for you," Scrapper 142 interrupted as she finished one bottle of alcohol all while opening another, "If she didn't do that for you, she was never yours to begin with."
"Always mine," Loki declared in a low raspy voice as Jane continued her endeavors.
"I don't know what kind of stunt you are trying to pull, Brother, and I don't know who that is, but it is not my Jane," Thor pointed out with confidence, "You miscalculated, Loki."
"Well if that's not your supposed beloved Jane, who would it be?" The Grandmaster asked as he began chewing on his fingertips.
Jane lifted her eyes, met Loki's and she knew what she just had to do.
"I am Jane Foster," She spoke proudly as she crawled up Loki's body and seized his lips in a fierce but brief kiss.
Loki's predatory gaze fell upon her, causing her voice to tremble in anticipation as she spoke the next words.
"Of Midgard," Jane declared as she sat astride him and raised herself above him.
Loki's hands had been welcomed to her hips as he sat up and pulled her body closer to his.
"And I am burdened with glorious purpose," She cried out in a low purr as she took Loki inside her.
"I want to be burdened with glorious fucking purpose," The Grandmaster joyously shouted as he back handed Thor's arm, "Where do I sign up?"
Thor closed his eyes, trying to ignore whatever his brother and whoever that was were doing. It wasn't his Jane after all. It couldn't be.
Jane had sunk her fingers into Loki's hair and pressed her forehead to his, "Oh god, I think I'm dying." Even her inner voice shuddered and sounded as breathless as she felt.
"Valhalla cannot be as sweet as this," Loki assured her with a husky inner voice while his thumb caressed her cheekbone. The fingertips of his other hand traced the gentle contour of her spine.
She rocked her hips in a languorously tentative movement and shuddered as delicious sensation filled every cell of her body.
"If you do that again, I don't think," Loki began as Jane rocked her hips in the same delectable movement. He grasped her hips in his hands, "I am on the verge of losing control, woman."
"I thought you are a god," She goaded him as she attempted to repeat her prior movement only to be prevented by his hold on her hips. She eased her hands down his neck to clutch his shoulders, brushing her lips against his as she whimpered aloud, "Please?"
"Patience, Love," He buried his face in her throat as he explained himself further, "If I lose control, even for a moment, with the Imprinting and this marriage...I could very well revert to my Frost Giant form."
"Really?" She asked, curiosity getting the better of her for a moment, "So?"
"It's monstrous."
Jane concentrated on his memory of viewing himself for the first time in his true Frost Giant form. She gasped then whistled low, "That is going to be so hot."
"Do not tempt me in a time like this," He was almost pleading.
"Don't think, Loki. Just feel," She cooed to his conflicted mind.
"I've never actually..." He paused letting her discover the rest for herself.
"You're a Frost Giant virgin," Jane concluded before drawing back to force his eyes to meet hers, "Then, I will be honored to be your first, if it happens."
As soon as Jane's thought had formed, Loki seized her mouth in a hungry and possessive kiss. While he was distracted, Jane took the opportunity to rock her hips and moaned against his mouth. He gasped for air as she moved with purpose, setting a torturously slow rhythm. His arms wound around her, allowing him to curve her body to him as he lavished kisses along her neck and shoulders.
"Hmm," The Grandmaster hummed as the sound of Jane's moans and breathless whimpers filled the air, "Damn, that is spectacular."
"Two bodies, so attuned to each other," Scrapper 142 downed another bottle of alcohol with a sigh.
The sounds of Jane's cries jolted Thor. His eyes popped open, "No. It can't be her."
"At this point, who gives a damn?" The Grandmaster wiggled in his seat to readjust himself, "They really have something."
Thor focused on Jane's face, trying to ignore everything else but having difficulty, "Jane..."
Jane clutched Loki's shoulders, "Oh god I'm gonna.."
"Yes," Loki urged her as she shuddered in orgasm. He held her in support as she bit her lip with a broken scream of pleasure. He pressed her against him as he lay back on the bed.
"Not my Jane!" Thor grunted between clinched teeth, no longer certain that she was not, in fact, his Jane.
Jane halfway recovered her senses as she braced herself by holding onto Loki's strong arms. She met his eyes as Loki smiled decadantly and began thrusting within her, one hand pressed to the small of her back while the other caressed her thigh and hip.
"Oh. My. God," She shouted as she felt her body give itself to the beckoning call of pleasure, turning her face.
"Yes," Loki declared firmly as he pressed his forehead to her temple, "I am."
"I may have found a new religion," The Grandmaster purred.
"Say it, Jane," Loki urged her with his thoughts.
"No," Jane's inner voice whimpered.
"I've always been yours, Loki. Only yours," Jane cried out before she tugged on his hair and thought, "How in the hell did you make me say that?"
She searched through his mind for an instant before feeling a swell of mischief of her own.
"Don't you dare," Loki warned before he heard his own voice speak aloud, sounding breathlessly pleading, "I love you, my darling Jane."
He growled as he crushed her body against his and rolled atop her, never losing his rhythm, "I'm not sure I like this newfound power you have over me."
"No," She challenged with a smile, "You're gonna learn to love it."
"Maybe I already do."
Jane drew his lips to hers as she arched her body to receive his, desperately grasping at his shoulders to hold on.
"Now," He began thinking as he curved her body to his, "You going to tell me you love me, my dear. However, I'm going to allow you to do so of your own volition."
"Like hell," Jane thought to herself while biting his bottom lip.
"You will," Loki thought to her, his inner voice both seductive and menacing, "Or I'll keep you teetering on the edge for days."
"You couldn't," She scoffed in her mind before images of all yet unmentioned fantasies of his popped into her mind. Her eyes widened as he smiled daringly at her.
"I could, and I damn well would," He affirmed, "Or I could simply coax it out of you," He thought as his finger slid between them and flicked against her overstimulated nub.
"Damn you," Jane's inner voice delivered the condemnation in a blissful song.
"Ready to speak, Love?" He matched his fingers deliberate movements with the rhythm of their bodies as she writhed against him.
She captured his face in her hands as she surrendered, "I love you," Jane spoke the words allowed as she made him look her in the eye, "My Loki."
Loki stopped suddenly. His fears of his Jotun instincts taking over were realized as his Aesir facade faded before Jane's eyes. She gasped as she beheld every blue inch of his skin. Her hands whispered over his shoulders, cold mixed with heat, numbness yet glimmers of sensation. His red eyes closed as he relished her acceptance and admiration of his Jotun form.
"He's blue?" The Grandmaster desperately turned to Topaz, "The gods damned tentacles better be blue!"
"He's a Frost Giant," Scrapper 142 sank against Thor's chair, "I thought you said you were of Asgard."
"I am!" Thor growled. Jane was looking at Loki with such wonder and awe. Maybe this was his Jane. If it was, Loki had to be controlling her. He had to be. It also meant that Loki could kill her since he was showing his Jotun side.
"And he's your brother?" She asked doubtfully.
"Adopted."
"Interesting," Scrapper 142 waved for a server to bring her another bottle.
"He's going to kill her!" Thor growled, "A Frost Giant's touch is deadly."
"Bull shit," Jane moaned loudly as she wrapped her legs around her husband, "Even if it was, I would gladly die for this."
When Loki opened his red eyes to see hers, he growled his appreciation, the sound vibrating every cell of Jane's body. She hummed her praise of the new sensation before leaning into him, "Mine," She spoke against his ear before biting his neck.
"What the hell..." Thor gasped.
The Grandmaster wiggled his eyebrows, "That's gonna leave a mark."
Loki was all but lost to instinct. He lifted her slightly off the bed, arching her body completely to his, "Mine," He buried his teeth in his favored spot on her neck. Jane screamed in ecstasy as she grasped his hair.
"Territorial," Scrapper 142 smacked Thor in the arm, "That's why she was never yours. They've Imprinted."
"What are you talking about?" Thor asked in confusion.
"Jotuns, if they are lucky enough, can bond for life. That's what that is," She pointed at the couple, "They bonded probably the moment they met."
"Wha..." Thor stopped as he considered the possibility. Things between he and Jane had never been the same after Svartelfheim. Could Loki have still used magic through the handcuffs and somehow affected Jane? He paused, "She's human."
"Must have some Jotun blood in her lineage. For everything I've seen in the universe, it only happens for Jotuns," Scrapper 142 sighed with disappointment.
Jane and Loki drew their eyes back to one another. She cocked an eyebrow at him as she thought, "If you don't start moving again, I am going to kill you."
He grinned.
She groaned inwardly, "Could you possibly be any more delicious?"
Unadulterated primal instinct overwhelmed Loki's desire to make her beg. He bucked his hips and was rewarded by Jane's rapturous scream of delight.
The next moments were punctuated by primal desires. Thrusting. Arching. Grasping. Moaning. Panting.
With a scream from Jane and a growl from Loki, they became rigid while shudders racked the both of them.
"Well..." The Grandmaster clapped his hands together, "That was fucking magic!!"
"Amen," Jane breathed in agreement, wrapping Loki possessively in her arms.