You can't escape me, my love: Chapter 7: Sychie gets the truth

(Disclaimer, see chapter 1...)

As Loki and Sychie's eyes never wavered from either person, he knew that she deserved the truth, and truth is what she will get "It happened about five years ago,'' He explained "I was
hiding out on Earth, in plain sight and those so-called heros couldn't find me, and in secret, I became king of this one. They just knew from time to time, I would go on a vacation, as I said I was in
plain sight, and they had no knowledge.'' Sychie had retaliated with a small pinch on his ribs, chuckling he had continued "My world stopped the moment that I first laid eyes on you, you were getting
out of a car, a black broken down truck... You were wearing a rather indecent tank top, and a zip up hooded green sweatshirt, you had on a pair of black leggins, your feet were in black furred boots...''
Sychie was looking at Loki as he had continued "You were freezing, your long beautiful brown hair was flowing in the wind; and I never thought that angels had exsisted. Until the moment that I saw
you,'' He had gathered her on top of him, so that she was sitting on his lap, as he sat up and wrapped his arms around her. His lips had softly connected with hers, his lips were feathering down to her
haunting dimple that always teased him, he had continued "I remeber it being winter out, and that you needed something warmer, or you would get sick, I couldn't help but to follow you, you were
going into a run-down home, where you didn't belong. I heard you getting hit, I never wanted to run in and carry you out,'' He had admitted while kissing the small dimple in her chin.

"I knew that I would attract attention, and I didn't want those Avengers to interfer, I wanted to know you.'' Sychie had remembered that day, she was getting hit for whatever reason; she didn't really
remember the real reason as to why, all her so-called parents cared about were their next drink or the next spot that they were going to get their drugs. One night Sychie was able to escape, and she had been on
her own ever since, as Loki's hands had fisted themselves in her messy hair; and brought her head to meet his lips, they were simple chasted kisses silently dominating her mouth "From afar, I watched you biding
my time, knowing you from a distance. There's not a thing that I don't know about you, I know that your favorite color is,'' Seeing her strange look "Well, technically, you have two black and green. You love poetry,
your favorite candy is chocolate, you always fall asleep while reading. I know what your favorite flowers are daffodils; I even knew when you menstration begins and ends...'' He saw the look of horror on her face,
before continuing "My sweet, did you ever notice that someone was taking care of you around that harsh time of the month?'' And now with her being immortal, she does not have anymore periods and Sychie was
happy about that; she had looked at him. She didn't know whether or not to be happy or freaked out about this situation; she had bit her lip and just stayed in his arms, Sychie didn't know what love was or passion.
However she couldn't deny the fact that she felt a bit cherished, and protected, she didn't know how to feel about it "Sychie, look at me...'' When she did, he had caught the confusion in her beautiful eyes.

"I have many sins to answer for, love but loving you. Falling in love with you was not one of them. I know that I have spilled the blood of many guilty and innocent, but I'm asking you, not to leave me again,
I don't know what kind of monster I would become if you were to leave me... When that brute of a man touched you, I saw red,'' He wanted to kill the man over and over again, Loki had kissed her mouth and gently laid
her down on the bed; so that he was gently laying on top of her, her feet were now bare, while his hand was laying itself on her growing stomach. Loki had leaned down and kissed her stomach, he had done everything in his
power to ensure that she would be his. And she deserved a few answers, like the truth "Loki, is this the truth, all of it?'' With a sigh he had looked up and ventured up to her face and kissed her softly "Yes, my love, I regret
putting you under the love spell, but I knew that I would get founded out eventually. And I was afraid that those 'heros' would take you from me, and turned you against me; and I couldn't handle it. Sychie, I know that what I
have done didn't make it any better, but it was my last resort. If I could, Sychie, I would fix it, but not even my powers could do it, I want us to start off fresh. Not only for our child, but I love you I love you more than I thought
that I could love anyone. And you met my sons,'' Yes, Sychie met them, a great wolf named Fenrir and a massive serpent called Jaramangandar, she was scared about meeting them, but they welcomed her... Loki could remember
that day as though it were yesterday:

(Quick flashback!)

Sychie was playing the violin out in another part of the castle, feeling the warm air playing with her long white gown and her long lose hair flowing in the wind, the music was making its way to anyone within hearing distance.
All human or animal were listening to the enchanting melody; the birds were gathering around her sitting around on the balcony hearing the songs that she was playing, as she stopped playing the birds had flown off in opposite directions.
There about four or five feet from her was a large grey/black wolf, the beast was about the size of an appartment building; his pale green unblinking eyes were focused on her, Sychie didn't feel like she was in danger. She didn't fear very
much when Loki had given her the golden apple and turned her immortal but she was always careful reguardless; she kept on looking at the creature. Sychie had stood up on the balcony rail, and carefully seated herself, clearly in plain sight
to show the creature that she was not going to do anything to trigger him. To her surprise, the wolf had lopped to her, he was mere inches to her, his pale green eyes were staring at her, and her violin, Sychie had then followed his eyes then looked
back at him, then smiled kindly at him "You want me to play?'' She had asked gently in her softest voice, while reaching up and stroking his nose, the big wolf had seated himself in front of her. Sychie had picked up her violin, and began to play,
every now and then his tail would wag slowly, sometimes during her playing. He was whimpering happily, after she had placed her violin down, as gently as he could he had put his muzzle on her lap. Sychie had smiled and slowly put her hands
in his soft fur; leaning forward and scratching his ears and head, she giggled "You have very soft fur,'' She had commented while he nuzzled her again.

"That tickles!'' She squealed, Loki had then walked up to them from behind "Fenrir, are you being a good boy?'' He asked while reaching up making sure that his hands were brushing hers, they were petting the giant wolf's head and ears,
Sychie had looked up and turned her head towards Loki "I see that you met my son, love,'' She had looked at him in shock and back at the great wolf, who still nuzzled further in her hands and strokes. Loki had smiled and continued to stroke his son's
soft fuzzy head "Fenrir, this is Sychie your step-mother, Sychie this is my son Fenrir.'' Loki had said while hugging her from behind, his lips had pressed to the back of her head, as he placed his chin on her head. Sychie had smiled while Fenrir had picked
his head up and nuzzled her again and nuzzled his father, and bounded off. She had turned her head up to meet his piercing green eyes; their mouths had gently met. Sychie had reached up and touched his face, her eyes were starting to sparkle at him, he
had moaned and picked her up and carried her back in the castle. Sitting her down on their bed, as he had kneeled in front of her placing his hands on her knees "My love, there's nothing that I would want anymore than your belly to grow round with the
life that you and I create, hopefully soon,'' biting her lip, with her being twenty years old she had no idea about babies or raising them, when she saw how good Loki was with Fenrir. Not that she didn't really care about what their child would look like,
but as long as the baby was healthy and happy that's all she would or could ever care about.

Reaching up, and cupping his face in her hand, she was scared, Sychie couldn't believe that she was going to do this, but she had felt the honesty in his words. As Sychie had guided him up to her, with him being so tall, he was hunched over very
carefully her mouth had connected with his; Loki had moaned with his arms wrapping themselves around her and guiding her backwards on the bed. Loki had waved his hand and their clothes had vanished; he would always want her, he would always love
her and always be with her. Sychie had moaned while she was still crab-walking utnil her back had made contact with the headboard of the bed. While their mouths were molding together; before Loki could lay her down she had broke their heated kiss; Loki
had attacked her neck, with a pleasure-filled whimper from Sychie, she had clasped his shoulders, she loved it whenever he would attack her neck "Loki...'' She had moaned out, while her hands were venturing to his face, Sychie had grabbed his face and kissed
him breifly "It's not that I don't love it when you are on top, I do- but...'' He had stared at her, with a sense of surprise but not humor, or a mocking attitude "Do you want to try, being on top, my love?'' It was clear that he had done this before, he had admitted
it that he was married before, it was a very long time ago- she hadn't came into his world. Or was even born. Loki had gently grabbed one of her hands and guided it to his already engorged cock, while bringing her closer to his body.

Leaning down and pressing his forehead against hers "This is yours, and only yours, I was born to be yours, just as you were born to be mine. If you like to try go ahead.'' Loki had said while laying on his back, and guiding Sychie just to the point where
she was nearly impaling herself on his throbbing cock. She had taken a very deep breath, and slowly allowed Loki's hands that had flitted to her hips, as he fully guided her on to his cock. Sychie had gasped when her core had swallowed his cock, when she was ready
she had started to move, as Loki's hands were not moving from her hips as she had contined to bounce "Like that?'' She had asked while, her eyes had never wavered from his face, Loki's eyes were becoming darker with such love lust and passion. Sychie had moaned
as she continued to ride him, as he sat up his arms had shot out around her, both were moving in perfect snyc; before Sychie could even react she was on her back as Loki's hips were thrusting deeper inside of her. Grabbing her hands and placing them above her head
"Give... me children... our children...'' He had growled against her throat; her gasps and her moans were driving him insane, her whimpers and screams were getting louder and louder. If possible, Loki was buried deeper inside of her and his cock became harder, they
were both coming fast, with one final thrust: Sychie screamed "LOKI!'' As they came, he had collasped on top of her, as her eyes were focusing and her lungs were starting not to burn so much; his face was buried against her throat. Sychie was feeling his lips skim
along her neck, both were very spent sated. Her eyes were still glazed over from their wild love-making; her voice was just as hoarse as his at that moment, as Sychie's head had turned to meet his lips.

After breaking their mouths apart, his eyes had searched hers- she is now with child and she will need to be protected even more. As Loki had detangled himself from his home, his paradise, and gathered her closer to him with their limbs wrapped around
each other. Sychie had felt his lips skimming all over her forehead as his hands were rubbing her back and her hair, there were times when he was rough he was gentle as well; deep down Loki knew that he would eventually have to answer for what his scheming he had
done to get Sychie. Once she found out, would she hate him? Or fear him? Or leave him? He dared not think about it, he wished that things were different as to how he had went about this bringing Sychie in his life, as Loki had lowered his head so that their foreheads
were conntecting...

(End of Flashback!)

Sychie laid there listening to Loki explain not really knowing what to believe or even not knowing what to feel... but may God and or the fates themselves help her, she loved him... Turning her head to meet his gaze "Loki, if I asked you to do something would you?"
Seeing his green eyes reluctantly leave her stomach, and drift over to make eye contact with his wife. Biting her lip; and gathering his face in her hands "You have but to ask me Sychie... And I will do anything that you ask of me...'' Loki had said while kissing her palm, then the ring
on her finger, while her other hand was stroking his hair "I want you to promise me something, on the lives of not only our children, but for our future, I want you to promise me this darling. Was that the whole truth Loki? I have to know, before I would even work things out with
you... I need to know.'' Searching his eyes while biting her lip; Loki had sighed and held her closer to him "Yes, that was the truth.'' Because, if Sychie had found out the other thing that Loki was keeping, she would either kill him or try to leave him again. Licking her lips she had leaned
forward and kissed him "I believe you, but Loki, no matter how bad something is, you have to tell me. Do you not trust me? Do you love me enough to treat me like an equal in all things?'' Yes he did, smiling at her and bringing her mouth to his "Yes, my only love, I do. Now let us put
this to rest for now; you are cold and tired, and our child and you need rest: and sleep. Lay with me, my love, our bed has been so cold without you, I have been so cold without you.'' Loki had said while his hand had drifted down to her stomach feeling their baby move, as he was gently
manuvering their bodies so that they were laying down on the warm soft sheets and and their inviting mattress.

"Sychie, promise me something, will you?'' Loki had asked, he knew that he had never asked much of anything from her, she had looked into his eyes. His beautiful green eyes only shun for her "Promise me that you will never leave me, no matter what you hear about me...'' There
it was he was per-verbally naked in front of her. Not literally, sadly for Sychie, he had always laid his emotions all out for her "I promise,'' she had said while cuddling closer to him "and by the way Loki I was very impressed that you had tried to take over the world...'' She knew?!

(End of chapter 7 in You cant escape me my love... Now I wonder what would happen? Please read and review!)