The Embassy 3
Thor had expected a sweet night of passion, he ended up with a crazy wild cat, hissing, spitting, trying to gouge his eyes out…
Loki was fighting as if his life depended on it. He was screaming and hitting. Completely insane. After a few more seconds of fight, Thor managed to grab him and lay him on the bed, holding his wrists above his head and, doing so, made a parody of a forced lovemaking and created even more terror…
Loki's horror was complete. His throat constricted and he remained open-mouthed, unable to form a word, a flood of tears on his cheeks, like a small child making a tantrum.
And Thor couldn't help but notice that anyone would have looked ugly in this situation. It only made Loki more beautiful to his eyes…
"CALM ! DOWN !"
Thor didn't want to scream but Loki was making such a racket he was unable to hear anything. It made Loki freeze and look at Thor with absolute distress. It simply broke the Thunderer's heart.
"Please..." Thor said in a softer tone. "Please... Just calm down, okay ? I won't hurt you..."
But everything in Loki's eyes yelled that Thor was a liar. Thor clenched his teeth. Nothing of this mess made any sense. Loki was willing one second and looked at Thor as if he was trash or worse the next ? Incomprehensible.
Thor was known to be impulsive and not much of a brain user. If he had not inherited his mother's cleverness and wisdom, he still had her sense of empathy and sensibility. He wasn't stupid. There was something really wrong and he needed to know what. But he wouldn't get any answers from Loki in the state he was in.
He stepped back, hands above him as if threatened by a sword.
"See ? I am not touching you, right ? So, now, calm down. Please. "
He slowly moved from the bed. Loki, still sniffling, raised himself on his elbows, unsure of the outcome. He kept a watchful eye on Thor.
"I won't do anything, Little One… Please..."
Loki sighed and seemed to relax a bit. A relative bit. He was still looking at Thor as if ready for an eventual attack. Loki breathed a last time, gradually getting back to normal.
"Please." He said in a calm but trembling voice. "I don't want to do it..."
Thor felt a pang of anger, disappointment, confusion and sadness all at once.
"But… You came !"
Deep inside, he knew he was sounding ridiculous and childish. Thor knew perfectly well anyone had a right to change his or her mind at any time. But, whatever he was feeling right here and now for Loki, he had never felt before. He had no idea it was only possible... The deception of realizing they were not reciprocated was painful...
"I … I..."
The beautiful creature was losing it. None of his reactions made sense.
Actually, Thor didn't know the storm raging inside Loki's brain. He had gone to Thor's room like he would have marched to the scaffold. Once in front of the catalysis of his horror, all his carefully pretended carelessness was blown out. Panic was making his heart pound like a hammer. His mind that was usually composed and rational was now totally erratic. In presence of Thor, he had no leverage. Which was probably the reason why he started blabbering against himself, as if someone was talking with his mouth. Had he been in a normal situation he wouldn't have been spilling the beans like that...
"They made me ! You are the Mighty Thor but they wanted me to.. to... I can't ! I'm sorry but I can't ! I'm supposed to... Occupy you or something but... How could you have done this ? They did nothing to you !"
Loki was so confused he was yelling nonsense. Thor understood yet one thing and it was devastating.
Someone had forced Loki into this.
Loki never consented.
Worse, he seemed to hate Thor, for some reason...
He felt his heart break. He actually felt little pieces of cold flesh falling in his chest, making it turn into ice.
"I see." He calmly said, rising of the bed.
Then Loki realized what he had just done. He had just told his worst enemy his brothers' plans for their country in order to survive. He had ruined everything that had been so carefully prepared in less than 10 minutes. He had made Thor even worse and set against his people than he already was. He had doomed them all. Now, Thor was going to destroy Jotünheim thanks to Loki the useless runt prince...
Loki lost it totally. The abject fear made him jump out of the bed and throw himself around Thor's legs. Grabbing his knees from behind, literally crawling and begging, the terror being so overwhelming he didn't realize this was unbecoming to his station. In fact, he was beyond all of this, he didn't care anymore. If Thor wanted his life to restore his pride, then be it...
"PLEASE ! Please, hear me out !" Loki was screaming in desperation though he had no idea how to stop this disaster. "Please ! Do not harm my brothers ! Do not ruin this, please ! I am begging you, my country..."
He was scratching at Thor's calves. That actually woke Thor up. He softly grabbed a sobbing Loki by the shoulders and did a very unexpected thing.
He put him on his knees like a very big child and held him on his chest for comfort.
Loki stopped crying and pleading at once. He was in shock.
He had his nose on Thor's shoulder blade. He could smell the musky male scent of his soft skin. He was amazed to feel it so nice. Being colorless, he thought it should be disgustingly flabby but no. It was almost silky.
Thor's large hand was resting on Loki' nape. It was heavy and warm. It could have felt like a humiliating gesture of dominance. Right now, it was soothing Loki's nerves.
Loki was surprised to find himself almost ready to go to sleep. Thor's body was unexpectedly warm and comforting.
"Better, Little One ?" Thor murmured.
"Yes..." Loki answered shyly. "I am sorry... I'm" He tried again.
Thor shushed him and caressed the stiff neck. Loki yielded to the incredible comfort.
For the first time in his life, he realized that he was being held. Truly being held to be reassured and soothed. No one took him on his knees and arms before, not even his nannies. They couldn't get too close to him. He was a runt but a prince before everything else and, most of all, above them all.
The closeness was a very first. And who would have known that his most terrible opponent would be good at it ?
Some blissfully long minutes passed without even the sound of the crackling fire being heard.
"My Lord, I..." Loki tried again. This hugging was pleasurable but he had to stop it and make Thor understand. He had to be sure...
"Thor." Cut the Thunderer, but without impatience.
"Thor." Meekly repeated Loki "I beg you to forgive me, to forgive my brothers... My country needs us to..."
"Hush, Little One." Thor murmured against Loki's hair. Their perfumed scent was intoxicating and it was an ordeal for Thor not to manhandle Loki and... But he still had some gray cells left. "There is nothing to forgive. You were only acting as you were told to. You have nothing to fear from me."
"But, my brothers... Jotünheim … ?" Loki couldn't believe he was that lucky to be spared the Thunder God's wrath.
Thor sighed.
"Loki, I am vexed but I am not that petty. I will do nothing that would provoke another war. If your brothers play their part, I shall play mine."
Loki was astonished. Thor seemed sincere. And tired, very tired. Probably disappointed too, but not plotting a bloody revenge.
Loki sighed of relief.
"I am so very grateful... Thor." He tried.
They remained silent for a few minutes. Not knowing what to do with each other, not knowing if they had to grab the remains of their dignities on the ground and march their opposite paths or stay and pretend that something was not happening between them both. Whatever it might be...
"I am still very sorry for not doing... What you expected me to do..." Loki insisted.
Thor gave a tiny laugh. "I'll survive, Little One. The question is what are we both going to do ?"
Loki pondered this. Indeed, no matter how long he had stayed there, his brothers weren't too discreet about the fact that their baby brother had been summoned to Thor's chambers for the night. It was an open secret and everybody will pretend nothing happened and that they didn't hear nor see anything for appearance's sakes.
But both Asgard and the Jötnar legacy would know that Loki had been alone with Thor long enough to consider the Jotünn Prince as Thor's new concubine.
Rules regarding mating were looser in Asgard than in Jotünheim. Common-law marriages and "menages" were rather ordinary and considered as a harmless way of life. Concerning the Royals, they could gladly take anyone they fancied. Even hostile realms could be proud that one of their elite had been successfully throwing himself or herself at one of the ruling Asgardian feet. Everyone could gain something valuable in the bargain. So everyone was happy and closing their eyes on this obvious diplomatic high-class prostitution.
Loki realized he had been part of an hypocritical system based on people's lust and stupidity. Or maybe on everyone's opportunism.
Politics were a bitch, really...
Anyway, by the fact that he had gone to Thor's room and stayed there, even for a short time, had made him the next hot topic in court. No one would stress on the fact that his brothers almost dragged him there... The deed was done but, unknown to all and especially to Loki's brothers, not completed.
If anyone knew that Loki and Thor did nothing but talk, they would be in trouble. Having sex was harmless, talking could imply double play, spying activities, treachery, anything that could be suspicious...
The situation between Asgard and Jötunheim was holding up by a thin thread and a fragile truce. The least tiny rumor could provoke another war. Loki had been sure that his brothers wanted to secure a lasting peace, whatever the cost (including their brother's chastity) and he had actually believed that Thor desperately wanted another go at the blood bath. He was right in a way for the second point. But what Loki couldn't know right now was that Thor's carefully controlled little world was currently falling apart...
Thor, on his side, never had to think hard to protect his status or even more his life. He had taken everything for granted. He was not dumb, he was born with a silver spoon of gargantuan dimensions in his mouth. So he had some excuses for being blind, death and mute...
For the first time in his life, Thor had been told "No." For the first time in his life, he felt he had been actually told the truth.
And now, while Loki was thinking of easy ways that could help him and Thor to get of this mess without any more aggravation, Thor was silently making a review of his former liaisons. And what he was remembering gave him shivers at the light of the recent incident.
He remembered a handsome Einherjar with dark hair and blue eyes and a dashing smile Thor never entirely forgot. He had been much younger then. He had been swept off his feet and had a sweet time of unrelenting passion. Then one day, his lover mentioned a position in the Northerner garrison that seemed interesting. In a by-the-way tone of voice. Wanting to please his beloved, Thor endeavored to obtain the situation for him.
And when it was secured, the Einherjar had come with tears on his face and a sad smile that he had to go there earlier than expected for he feared that Odin All-Father suspected something about their relationship. Thor had swallowed this and had let his lover go, totally distraught. He had never heard of him since... Thor now realized that, whether that man had feelings for him or not, he had fooled him for social climbing.
Years later, on another occasion (and that brought horror in Thor's heart), there had been that Vanir Duke's young daughter. A redhead with misty green eyes. Thor recalled how shaky she was the first time he had invited her to his room. Thor remembered now the tremor in her voice when she told him she loved him. The strange facial expressions she had in bed...
In the light of Loki's attitude, he realized the girl had been forced to go to Thor for diplomatic reasons. Probably for a chance of becoming the next queen, or at least the official mistress. Exactly like Loki.
Thor now understood what had really happened with those two. But how many others ? How many came to him with an agenda or pressured to go ? He could almost see some of them with trembling smiles and cast down eyes. Thor had thought then that they were shy or impressed. Although they were probably as terrified as Loki.
That also explained why some of them, mostly the younger girls, went away so fast once Thor made it clear he was not ready to marry yet...
Thor was feeling dirty from head to toes, as if he had been drenched in mud and filthy water...
He was wondering what in the Norns' names in his sentimental life was real after all...
Loki moved his head from Thor's shoulders to look at Thor's eyes.
"Are you angry with me ?"
Thor woke up from his dreary thoughts. The bright red lights were fixed on him with anxiety. They were the present and Thor was currently sticking his head in the past.
"No, Little One... I was just thinking."
He caressed Loki's silky dark hair.
"What are we going to do ?" Loki said then hesitated. "... Thor ? Do you want me to leave ?"
Thor continued his caresses, lost in his mind.
"No, you are staying with me tonight."
Loki trembled under Thor's hand. He sadly smiled.
"Fear not, Little One. We can share one bed and simple sleep in it. I won't do a thing..."
Loki breathed more easily. It made sense. No need to sneak out to his room in confusion and shame. He would have had no intimacy there. He would be tracked down and interrogated by his brothers the minute he stepped out of Thor's rooms. He would be spied on and surrounded by voracious courtiers, greedy for juicy details the next day...
And he would be expected to lie and keep lying until he finally came back home.
If they let him go back home... A cold thought crossed his mind he quickly suppressed.
He was surprised to realize that Thor's bedroom was the safest place he could be. Thor's presence, maybe his only security.
"You want us to pretend we are... That we did..."
Thor smiled sadly.
"Your brothers are assholes. They knew what they were doing and I am perfectly sure they had spread the word about tonight. They are going to brag and demand favors to my father. Oh, in a subtle manner, of course, but my father will make some concessions to avoid your father's anger. If they think I have seduced a Jötunn prince... They could go to war again to save your honor."
Loki felt as if Thor's words had struck him like a lightning.
In seconds, he knew exactly what his family had planned.
He had to keep under control a need to vomit.
"Little One ? Are you alright ?" Thor panicked seeing Loki turn pale gray again.
Loki clenched his teeth. " Thor, Farbauti will not be offended. Or at least, he will pretend to be offended and so will Laufey, my mother. They will exactly know what to do to blackmail your father and play the victims here. It was their trap, Thor. It wasn't my brothers' idea …" Or maybe it was probably Býleistr's, Loki thought, but he had no proof. "It was my parents'. They set everything up to turn the peace treaty in their favor..."
Thor paled. It did make sense. He sighed heavily.
"Clever. We are stuck." He grimly said.
Loki tried to think at light-speed. And then, inspiration.
"No, we are not." He calmly said, now back into control. "We need to turn the trick against them."
Thor looked at Loki, not comprehending.
"They expect you to hide our little tryst. They think you are going to be ashamed of bedding me and will leave me once you get tired of my body. Then, they will cry rape and want to publicly accuse you for defiling me. So, we mustn't hide. We must pretend we are lovestruck and parade around. You are to pretend you are madly in love with me and worship me."
Loki was excited. He was going to teach his family a lesson in manipulation.
"You are going to give me all the respect due to a royal consort and act as if we are officially bounded. If I am publicly recognized as a concubine, there is no offense ! We can be one of your short-term common-law marriages !"
Indeed, there was a law in Asgard allowing couples to contract a bound for a year or two that helped them see if they were fit to be married for good. It they weren't, they could separate without bitterness and their rights intact.
"So, they won't say a thing for you'll be honoring Jötunheim without degrading yourself. Our little show will be the proof that an union is possible between our realms and my parents will be muzzled for good !"
Loki was almost clapping his hands for joy. He was so relieved at what his cleverness had concocted that he didn't notice Thor's sad smile.
"So, we'll have to pretend we're in love ?"
Loki happily nodded. Still unaware of Thor's bittersweet mood.
"You don't mind, do you ?" Loki finally said, realizing that something was off with Thor. "I would have thought of something else but... It is the easiest way to avoid another conflict or any humiliation on either side."
Thor gave a hearty laugh.
"You are a very clever little one ! You are right, that's the easy way. We'll do as you said but can we go to bed now ? I am exhausted..."
Loki was astonished. This was the bloody monster he had seen butchering his own ? He looked older, tired. Far more less impressive than the last time. He was casually undressing as if Loki wasn't here anymore. Keeping only his breeches, Loki couldn't help but notice the broad shoulders, the finely muscled back. He surprised himself by feeling a tingle of warmth. He had no idea what it meant.
"You mean... Go to sleep ?"
"What else ?" Thor laughed. "Let's start the party. Let's go to bed and stay there until morning. When the servants will come tomorrow, they'll see I am not alone and the set will be in motion !"
Thor carelessly threw his shirt on a chair and hoped on the bed. He patted the covers on his side.
"Come on, Little one. It's very late and we'll need to be fresh and alert tomorrow ! We need a well deserved sleep to catch the little plotters !"
Loki meekly came. He was back to his fears, although rather muffled. He was determined to keep his nightshirt. He felt better about Thor but he did not entirely trust him. He snuggled under the covers next to his warmth. But nothing more occurred on this particular night.
Except that Loki was actually sleeping with someone for the first time ever in his young life.
On the next morning, the servants knew his Highness had spent quite an agreeable night (nothing new, there.) and that his current love affair had not left the building yet (now, that was something quite rare...).
Needless to say, when they discovered in the bed the Runt Prince's fluffy dark hair and his red eyes with marks underneath, proofs of his Highness' virility, they almost dropped the breakfast tray.
Everything went very fast. Thor acted like a satisfied macho man during breakfast, making a fuss of a shy and embarrassed Loki all the time the servants were cleaning up the place. They got dressed (but Loki avoided taking a bath at the same time Thor's did) and went to the great hall for the morning meeting. Loki had his heart in his heels all the way to it.
Once in the hall, it was like a public proclamation of their bound. Loki was dark blue with confusion. Coming and being announced together was a display of what they wanted people to believe. It was as if Thor was proclaiming to all asunder "Look what I have shagged tonight !"
Loki was not really ashamed but he wanted to hide.
Especially when he saw his brothers' infuriated faces. This was not going the way they intended it to be. They had told Loki to leave, once the dirty business done, so that they could complain the "forced maiden's" sob story. And now their carefully prepared plans were totally ruined and they were not the happy bunny. Curiously, Loki lacked courage in front of them. He couldn't confront them yet.
But he took a deep breath and ignored their furious glares. Of course, Thor insisted for Loki to sit next to him. Which wasn't planned by protocol.
Loki had nothing to fear from his brothers, for Thor was not leaving his side for one second. He was casually holding Loki's shoulders with one arm, or his hand, as he would his spouse. He was clearly displaying Loki. But as long as they were together, neither Býleistr nor Helblindi could approach him.
As for the rest of the assembly and Thor's parents, they were indeed in shock. Frigga was very much displeased. She had guessed her son was highly interested in the Jötnar prince but she had no idea he would make his move so fast ! Now, they would have to mix private affairs with political and public ones and she simply hated that.
She hoped that, at least, this surprising alliance would prove that a rapprochement with the two countries was indeed possible.
Odin was fuming. His damn son and his damn d... He couldn't believe that he was again stuck in his love mess. And worse, Farbauti's bastard ?! That mini-giant lurking in his palace ?! How could his own son have so much bad taste ?! Norns ! This embassy was turning into a nightmare with his son getting involved with the worst suitor EVER !
He was clutching at his spear Gungnir so hard he could have broken it. Frigga, who knew him as her soul-mate, had to give a look that said "Let me deal with this." It helped Odin to breathe. Frigga was the mistress of damage control. He just hoped there wasn't not too much damage right now.
To say that the day was a turning point was an understatement.
Asgardian were shocked that the Prince was so carefree. That he was an insatiable lover and wanted many encounters was certainly renown and no one dared to question him that. He was not yet married after all... But he had a duty to the realm and the fact that he paraded around with the crippled child of Asgard's mortal foe was incomprehensible...
Loki had felt his heart beating wildly in his chest all day long. He had felt the heavy looks of the whole court and the daggers his brothers' eyes were constantly throwing at him. Everyone everywhere were an enemy to him, or at least an antagonist.
And yet he had never felt so safe, as long Thor was near. Not in his whole life.
Thor was not leaving his side, making him talk at the council and asking for his opinion. It gave Loki surprised glances from the members for no one would have thought the runt would also have had a bright mind. Loki became a subject of admiration after the awe his new suspicious status gave him... Thor made him drink from his own glass, eat from his own plate and from his favorite dishes. Thor made him sit next to him every time, danced only with him in the evening...
Only one moment, Thor really had to leave him alone for his mother wanted a private chat with him.
Loki braced himself. Even with Thor's Einherjar bodyguards, he knew his brothers were coming at him full force. He had to be ready...
Frigga was massaging her temples. They were hurting bad as they did every time she was stressed, confused or angry. What her son said was not she was expecting to hear.
"Are you sure they were going to use that boy to put pressure on us ?"
Even for her, it sounded too cruel. She, most of all, knew what ruling a kingdom entailed. Sacrifices, compromising, ugly little deals that make you feel sick and dirty but... This ? Selling your own flesh and blood ?
"If Loki had been female, they would have proposed her to you in decent matrimony... But him being a male and knowing your tastes..." She gave a hard look at his son who had the decency to look ashamed. "It was easy to lure you..."
"Mother, I have it under control. Loki and I will play our part. We will see that Jötunheim will be settled with honors and peace will prevail..."
Frigga sighed.
"This idea is not so bad. We'll have a secured peace without too much compromises. They'll be forced to maintain their greediness under control... But what about you, son ?"
"What about me ?" Thor tried to remain aloof. Frigga's expression told him she was not going to be fooled.
"And that boy, Thor ?" She insisted.
"His name is Loki and what about him, mother ?"
"Do your really believe his brothers will calmly accept the fact he had betrayed them ?"
Here they were, all anger and self-righteousness. Helblindi was so red he looked about to burst. Býleistr was so pale he looked almost white but Loki knew it was also out of rage. They were walking towards him as if ready to trample him down.
"You bastard..." Hissed Helblindi in his face. "You thought you were going to run away with this ?"