Author's Note: Ok everyone, this chapter is most assuredly rated 'M' for adult themes. I will give you the disclaimer that I always give when talking about scenes containing physical intercourse, my number one rule is: Keep it classy! If you are looking for an extremely detailed "50 Shades of Gray" thing, then this is not the story for you (at least I don't think it is…I have never actually read "50 Shades of Gray"…). There are plenty of other fan fictions out there that do that, so I will not be graphic in my depictions. If you like you can imagine the details or fill in the blanks however you want. In fact, my lack of detail might be considered by some to be more erotic because it entices your imagination, so if that bothers you don't read it. This is also the first time I have clearly dedicated part of a chapter to Sigyn's point of view and the rest of it to Loki's, so be prepared for that. Well The One and Only A Nice Person it is time to see how Loki and Fandral's little meeting pans out :)


She had lied. Sigyn had lied to 'the god of lies,' and he had believed her. Her embarrassment had been real enough, but it had stemmed from her fear of being incapable to please Loki, not from that certain time of the month. She had spent several days with Loki since the Winter Solstice, and he hadn't tried broaching the topic of coupling again. Part of her thought that he hadn't brought it up because he no longer wanted her, but the more rational side of her believed it was because he wasn't truly ready for it either. They hadn't even known each other for a full year yet; they just needed a little more time. Four weeks to the day of Frida and Markus's wedding, Sigyn received an invitation from Frida to come and dine with them. Sigyn naturally accepted the offer and happily counted down the hours till she could spend some time with her sister. The dinner itself was very enjoyable. Markus was a gracious host, and a good conversationalist. Once the meal was finished he gave Frida a kiss on the cheek and excused himself so the sisters could spend some time alone. Frida took Sigyn to her personal sitting room and offered her a chair.

"So how are you enjoying married life?" Sigyn asked as she sat down.

"Wonderful! Though I am glad that our four-week seclusion is finally at its end. As much as Markus and I love spending time with each other, we have rather missed the company of our family and friends." Frida admitted. "How was the Winter Solstice Celebration?"

"Not the same without you, but Prince Loki was a pleasurable alternative for a companion."

"I am sure he was." Frida teased. "So what kind of trouble did you manage to get yourself into this time?"

"Why would you assume that I managed to get into any kind of trouble?"

"Because you have managed to cause trouble at every banquet you have attended." Frida pointed out.

Sigyn thought about Frida's accusation for a minute. Her first banquet, she slapped Loki. Her second banquet, she publicly slapped Thor. She had been banned from attending banquets for a while before she ruined Loki's romantic plans for the evening and had gotten the court gossiping about his "cheating" ways during her third banquet. After that she had attended at least one or two banquets without incident before helping turn Sif's hair black…

"Not every banquet, merely half of them." Sigyn defended.

"Which is fifty percent more than you should have caused trouble at." Frida retorted.

"I think that is a matter of opinion, and do not forget that you helped cause some trouble at one of them."

"I only told you who Loki was with, and where he had gone." Frida defended.

"Which would legally still make you my accomplice." Sigyn pointed out.

"Well no one is perfect I suppose, now enough idle chat. Tell me about the banquet!"

"Should I start with the banquet itself, or would you rather hear about how Prince Thor walked in on me while neither of us was wearing anything but a bath towel?"

"Why were you in the palace wearing nothing but a towel!?" Frida asked in shock.

"I take it you want me to start with that then?" Sigyn teased.

Frida gave Sigyn a no-nonsense look so Sigyn spilled the entire story of how the Queen invited her to get ready at the palace, though she did leave out the details of the Queen's private conversation with her. She didn't allow Frida any time to comment on her encounter with Thor, but instead she went straight into giving Frida the particulars of the evening. She told her everything that occurred up till the point where she fell asleep in Loki's arms. Once she had finished her tale, Frida let out a sigh.

"Sigyn how in the Nine Realms do you manage to attract so much excitement? By the Norns, you have the most bizarre interactions with members of the Royal Family."

"Believe me, I don't seek such interactions out! ... well not normally at least…" Sigyn assured.

"I know you don't, but even so, you best watch your step." Frida warned. "So let me understand something, you told Loki that you were menstruating?"

"I didn't exactly say that I was. Did I insinuate it? Yes."

"And why may I ask? If you want to be with him, which I am assuming you do, why refuse him?"

"I don't know. I was nervous I suppose. I mean I have never been with a man before so I wouldn't have known what to do! What if I was terrible? What if I disappointed Loki? What if…"

"Sigyn! Slow down darling. First off, let me assure you that it is not as difficult as you imagine it to be. Secondly, once you start it comes fairly naturally."

Sigyn crinkled her nose at Frida.

"Naturally? Nothing seems natural about any of it if you ask me."

"Trust me Sigyn, I think I have a little more experience in this field than you do. If you are really so concerned about messing it up, then you should just let Loki do most of the work."

"What if he doesn't know what to do?"

"Then you will just have to learn together." Frida replied.

Sigyn tapped her fingers on the arm of her chair.

"I just don't want it to be awkward." She specified, to which Frida laughed.

"Oh Sigyn, it is going to be awkward the first few times, and there is nothing you can do about that. If you think it is going to be romantic and pleasurable like it always seems in your poetry, then you are going to be sorely disappointed."

"If it is neither romantic nor pleasurable why do people write about it in such a way?" Sigyn argued.

"Because there will come a time when it will be both of those things, just don't expect it to be your first."

Sigyn huffed, and Frida laughed at her pouting little sister.

"If it makes you feel any better, I am certain that Loki is just as unnerved by the idea as you are. Who knows, he might possibly be more unnerved." Frida pointed out.

Sigyn rolled her eyes.

"Loki more unnerved than me? I find that to be highly unlikely." She stated firmly.

Meanwhile…

Loki glanced around the hallway once more. There were no servants, and more importantly, no signs of Thor, Volstagg, Hogun, or Sif. He slipped into the room where he had asked Fandral to meet him. He hadn't told the warrior his reasons for wishing to speak with him, but Fandral had agreed to the meeting anyways. Loki had arrived early, so he began to pace about the room in anticipation. Maybe this had been a bad idea… he could still get out of this right? No, he had questions that needed to be answered, and he would not act the coward and back out now. Still, this was rather embarrassing. What if Fandral told Thor or the others about this rendezvous? Then again, perhaps he could trust Fandral. The blonde warrior had never informed his companions that Loki and Sigyn hadn't been together, and he always seemed to take his side in banter concerning her. Either way, Fandral was his only chance to have his questions answered. After what seemed like an eternity, the door to the room opened and Fandral slipped inside.

"Good evening Loki. So are you going to tell me why you decided to summon me to this secret meeting? Wait! Don't tell me, let me guess… you wish to relinquish your rights to Sigyn?"

A dark look crossed Loki's features, and Fandral grinned.

"I will assume that is a 'no.' Let me see then, you wish to invite me to join you and Sigyn in a little fun after all?"

"Don't be absurd." Loki shot back.

Fandral shrugged in defeat.

"Well you have shot down my two best guesses. Go ahead, enlighten me as to why we are here."

Loki clasped his hands behind his back in hopes of at least appearing confident.

"I need your advice."

"My advice?" Fandral echoed in disbelief.

"No, advice is the wrong word… I need information, information that I know you are well supplied with." Loki corrected.

"My, my aren't we flustered? Loki with his silver tongue using the wrong word? I can scarcely believe it. Perhaps we should sit down for this conversation since all signs point towards it being a lengthy one."

Loki didn't argue the idea, and the two men sat on couches facing one another.

"So tell me Loki, what information do I have that you need so desperately?"

"I never said I needed it desperately, only that I needed it." Loki pointed out.

"You didn't have to say it my friend. The signs are all there. Not only did you ask me to have a private conversation with you, but you began the conversation by stumbling over your words. Never mind all that though, I am more interested in hearing what you have to say than debating with you."

Loki took a deep breath. There was no avoiding the topic now.

"You know that Sigyn and I have never been together intimately, but I have a desire to change that."

"Well it's about bloody time." Fandral interjected.

Loki raised an eyebrow, but continued speaking.

"While I am well aware of the physical aspects of such intercourse, I know little of the emotional side of it. I don't know what to expect, especially where Sigyn and her reactions are concerned." Loki admitted.

"You aren't sure how to please her?" Fandral noted.

"I suppose you could phrase it that way." Loki conceded.

Fandral leaned back with a smile.

"So you want the dirty details of what the experience is like, most specifically in relation to your first time? I can certainly help you there, but I must know… why not ask Thor? Doesn't this seem like a good topic for brothers to discuss?"

Loki shook his head.

"Not when Thor thinks I have already slept with her… and possibly a few other women."

"I see, so I take it you would prefer me not telling him about this conversation."

"I would be grateful if you refrained from doing so."

"hmmm so would it be fair to say you owe me a favor?" Fandral queried.

"I suppose it would depend on the scope of the favor." Loki replied.

"How about you let me spend a night with Sigyn?"

"How about I give you matching hair with Lady Sif?" Loki countered.

"Calm yourself Loki, I jest!"

"And I do not." Loki warned.

"Touchy, touchy." Fandral murmured under his breath. "Very well, you need my help so I will give it to you freely, but you best prepare yourself. The knowledge you seek is not for the faint of heart…"

Loki and Fandral spent the next several hours discussing the rather unconventional topic, and Loki grew more worried by the minute. As he lay in bed later that night he couldn't get the conversation out of his head. Pain? Blood? Why would any woman put herself willingly through that, and more importantly, how could any man who claimed to love her do that to her? Fandral had assured him that such things only occurred the first time a woman was with a man, but Loki's natural instinct to protect Sigyn from harm still screamed for him not to do that to her. The last thing he wanted to do was see her in pain, let alone pain that was caused by his own hand… or any other part of his body. The longer Loki lay there though, the more he recalled more pleasurable segments of his conversation with Fandral. Yes, there would be pain, but after there was a promise of pleasure. Yes, there would be blood, but it would seem a small price to pay for the bliss that would follow. Of course that was easy for him to say, he wouldn't be the one paying it. It seemed to Loki that Sigyn would have to suffer the full weight of the physical affliction, but that did not mean that he was free from all cares. No, he would have to carry perhaps the heaviest burden of all. Her reward for her suffering lay entirely with him. It would be easy enough to bring himself pleasure, but to bring her pleasure as well might be tricky at first. He would feel sick if he was unable to give Sigyn the kind of release she deserved, and that fact alone made him almost shy away from coupling with her altogether. Sigyn deserved the best, but what if he couldn't give it to her?

Loki found himself sitting on the floor of the library with Sigyn before the week was out. She had pulled out several books with maps in them and had spread them across the ground. Sigyn was looking intently at the maps and Loki was looking intently at her. Their current discussion centered on places they had been, or would like to go. Loki was admittedly allowing Sigyn to do most of the talking since his mind was more focused on the places of her that he would like to explore. Sigyn must have felt his stare because she looked up to see his green eyes riveted on her.

"I am sorry Loki, is our current conversation boring you?" She asked while closing the book directly in front of her.

"No, of course not. It is just that with all this talk of appreciating the beauty of the Realms, I felt that it would be a shame if I did not appreciate the beauty that is sitting right next to me."

Sigyn dropped her eyes away from Loki and tried to hide a small smile, but failed. She was so easy to fluster with flattery, and Loki thought it was adorable.

"You don't have to sweet-talk me to kiss me you know." Sigyn remarked.

Loki tilted her chin up so he could get at a better angle for a kiss.

"I know." He replied before putting his lips to better use than talking.

The longer they kissed, the more relaxed Sigyn grew in his arms. Loki slowly lowered her to the library floor and hovered his body over hers. Sigyn didn't seem to mind because she continued to kiss him fervently while running her hands through his hair. Loki had noticed that she always seemed to enjoy doing that, but he wasn't going to complain since it felt wonderful. A particularly firm tug caused a moan to escape Loki's parted lips, and he could sense Sigyn smile. A second tug brought an unexpected growl to his throat and he smirked inwardly. Sigyn was a little minx, but two could play at that game. Loki deprived Sigyn of his lips, earning him a small 'hmph' in protest, but Loki placed a finger to her lips to silence her. She didn't have long to pout as Loki began to trail kisses from her jaw line down to her neck.

"Loki, it's getting late I… should probably… be heading ho…"

Her sentence was cut off by a small gasp when Loki reached a particularly sensitive spot midway down her neck. He stayed there for a few more moments reveling in Sigyn's almost inaudible whimpers. Loki straddled himself over her and bent his head down towards her ear.

"You're not going home, not tonight." He purred.

"But my parents…" She protested.

"They will be informed of your whereabouts." He assured her, while massaging her lower torso.

"Loki, you can't tell them…"

Loki placed a finger to her lips once more.

"Trust me darling, I will take care of it." He promised.

Loki pulled her up to a sitting position with him straddling her in a kneeling position so he could undo the laces of her dress while still managing to kiss her. One of Sigyn's hands came up to stop his before he could make any real progress.

"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly.

"Nothing…" He whispered in her ear, while pressing his pelvis against hers.

"Loki, no…"

Loki groaned inwardly. He wasn't sure how much more he could take of Sigyn's tease then denial.

"Sigyn…"

This time it was she who covered his lips with her hand.

"…not here." She finished.

Loki understood her meaning well, and wasted no time in pulling her up from the floor and leading her stealthily to his chambers. Once they were safely inside, he sealed the door with his magic and picked up from where he had left off. His fingers fumbled with the little bow and knot in the laces of Sigyn's dress in excitement. Sigyn reached back and helped him undo it and then returned her hand to his shoulder. He could sense that she wanted to push his vest off so she could get his tunic off over his head, but that she was unsure how he would feel about it. In between kisses Loki gave her his permission by shrugging off the vest himself and placing Sigyn's hands at the hem of his tunic. Sigyn took the hint and pulled the shirt up and over his head with a little assistance from him. Once he was shirtless, Sigyn pulled back for a moment to study him. Loki had the urge to fidget in nervousness as Sigyn's observant gaze took in every detail of his exposed torso. It wasn't the first time she had seen him without a shirt, that day in his mother's sitting room and every trip to the lake since then, but Sigyn had never intently studied him as she was now. Loki relaxed a little when a smile graced her lips, but his heart almost leapt into his throat as Sigyn shrugged her shoulders out of her dress to release her arms from the long sleeves and let the garment fall to the floor. He didn't do anything but stare at first. His initial thought was…

"How many layers of clothing does this girl wear?"

…but his next observation was that he had never seen her in so little. Her bodice was sleeveless, giving him a full view of her clavicle bone. The hot sensation in his abdomen quickly grew into a blaze, and Loki knew that he wasn't going to have enough time to admire her body before his demanded release. He lifted her off the ground and carried her over to his bed. With one hand he threw the covers back while still cradling her in his other arm. Without much ceremony her plopped her down on the bed, earning him a little squeak of surprise. Loki was on the bed right after her, straddling her waist. Without any hesitance he attacked Sigyn's collarbone with his mouth basking in each little sound he could force from her. His body started reacting to her noises in a way that reminded him that he needed to get on with it. He knew he wouldn't have time to get Sigyn's bodice and petticoats off her, so he simply pushed them up to her waist. He released himself from his trousers and pulled Sigyn's underwear off. This was it; once he did this there was no going back, for either of them. Loki leaned his body over Sigyn's, supporting his upper-body weight on one of his forearms as he stroked Sigyn's cheek with his hand.

"Are you sure you are ready for this?" Loki asked before sliding into her.

"Yes…"

Sigyn was putting on a brave face, but he could sense her apprehension.

"It is going to hurt."

She stated it as a fact, not a question.

"I will be as gentle as possible." He promised.

"I know you will."

"Just close your eyes and hold on to me." He encouraged.

Sigyn took in a shaky breath as she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She was still rather tense, and Loki knew that would only make things more difficult for him and more painful for her. He brought his hand down from her cheek and slid it under where he had bunched up her skirts to massage the tension out of her lower abdomen. Sigyn let out a small sigh and relaxed just long enough to give Loki the opportunity to slide himself in a little ways. The hands on his shoulders tightened their grip at the sudden and unfamiliar intrusion. Loki held his position for a moment so that both of them could get used to this new sensation before pressing on. Sigyn's body was protesting his penetration, and his was protesting the resistance. Loki kept an observant eye on Sigyn's face as he inched closer and closer to stealing her maidenhood. He could see her fighting the urge to grimace, but her tightening hold on his shoulders betrayed the extreme discomfort she was in. He was about halfway in when he felt as though he had hit a wall. He was fairly certain that this was the big moment, and though he knew he had promised to be gentle with her, he also knew that this would hurt her more if he breached this barrier slowly. He apologized to her silently in his mind before thrusting a bit harder than he had intended to. Sigyn's nails dug into his back painfully and though she didn't cry out, Loki watched as silent tears trickled down her cheek. Loki could feel her warm sticky blood seep down, and he silently hoped that the worst was now over. He brushed her tears away and placed a kiss on her forehead as he waited for her pain to subside.

"Are you ready?" He asked quietly after a few moments.

Sigyn opened her watery eyes for the first time to gaze deeply into his. She gave him a little nod of her head so Loki slid himself the rest of the way in. It seemed an easy task after having to break through her maidenhood. Once he was entirely inside of Sigyn he began to move slowly. He didn't want to accidentally hurt her by moving too quickly or roughly, and in truth he was too inexperienced to have any real confidence in his motions. Sigyn's exposed skin was flushed pink, and the friction from his movements was causing Loki to groan pleasurably. Sigyn's face had relaxed now and she seemed to be enjoying herself, but Loki could sense that he was going to reach his peak before she would. He began to inwardly panic. It was perfectly acceptable for her to peak first because Loki could still finish once she had, but if he finished first he would merely leave her frustrated. There had to be some way to stop himself from peaking right? Surely he could control it, but how? He thought through every possible solution, but he just couldn't come up with a way to keep himself from releasing first. He knew he had run out of time as his breathing hitched in his throat and he began to loose what little control he had over his thrusts. It was over before he could even realize that it had begun. Heat enveloped his entire body as he reached a strange new pinnacle of pleasure. His ecstasy lasted for what felt like an eternity, but as the high began to slowly fade away an utter feeling of guilt and exhaustion overtook him. He slid out of Sigyn and rolled over on his stomach next to her. He buried his face in the sheets of his bed in embarrassment. He had failed Sigyn entirely, and he couldn't face her disappointment now. He felt a blanket being brought up to cover the lower half of his nude body, and small hand come up to stroke his back. He lifted his head and looked over to Sigyn in surprise. She had snuggled herself up next to him on her side.

"Sigyn… I'm so sorry…" he apologized.

Sigyn gave him a pained half-smiled.

"It is not your fault." She cooed.

"It was entirely my fault. I couldn't stop it, I didn't know how."

"It's ok Loki, I understand. We will just have to practice." She reassured.

Loki tuned onto his back and pulled Sigyn in to lay her head on his chest.

"I swear that I will make it up to you a hundred times over." He vowed while running his fingers over the top of her bodice.

Sigyn smiled and traced the lines of his abs as he began to trace the lines of her shoulder blades. Before long she was sleeping soundly on his chest. Loki waited till he was certain that she wouldn't wake up before slipping out of the bed and putting his trousers back on. He quietly went to his desk and pulled out one of Sigyn's letters so he had an example of her handwriting. He forged a note from Sigyn to her parents explaining that the Queen had asked her to spend the night at the palace so that she would not be traveling on the road home at such a late hour. He sealed it, and then tracked down a servant to deliver it. Loki then set about having a servant send dinner to his chambers before snagging a particular book from the library. When he returned to his room Sigyn was still fast asleep and the dinner had not arrived yet. He flipped through the pages of his book till he found a particular chapter, and he studied it intently till there was a knock on his door. He retrieved the dinner from the servant while still managing to hide the fact that Sigyn was asleep in his bed. He set the tray down before waking Sigyn. She didn't seem extremely happy about being woken at first, but when Loki informed her that he had sent for dinner she stopped her protesting. She slipped out of bed, but winced as she tried to walk towards the small sideboard where the meal was. Loki relieved her from having to walk by scooping her up and setting her on the couch. They ate in comfortable silence for a bit before Loki informed her that he had sent a note informing her parents that she had been invited to stay the night in the palace.

"You know my parents are going to suspect something." She pointed out.

"Eventually they probably will." He agreed.

"Eventually?" She responded in amusement.

"You didn't think tonight was going to be our only slumber party did you? I promised to pay you back a hundred times over, remember?"

"How could I forget?" She replied.

Loki leaned in for a kiss while snaking his hand up her skirts. He massaged her upper thigh unlocking a moan from Sigyn's throat. He slipped that same hand up to her womanhood causing Sigyn to jump.

"W…what are you doing?!" She asked in a panic.

"Must you always ask that?" Loki asked. "I have made you quite the promise and I need to start making good on it. Now relax for me like a good girl."

Sigyn furrowed her brow.

"I will do no such thing, not when you phrase it like I am some sort of pet." She stated.

Loki rolled his eyes.

"Very well, relax like you trust me."

Sigyn relaxed for him this time, and Loki probed one finger cautiously into her. Sigyn let out a gasp, but didn't tell him to stop so he began trying to follow the descriptions he had read in the book. Sigyn clasped on to him desperately as he added one finger, and then another. He assumed he was doing it right as Sigyn began to convulse underneath him and fought to hold in gasps and whimpers. Loki studied her face in awe as he worked. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her features were lit with pleasure. He could hardly believe he was doing this to her with nothing but his fingers, and he couldn't help but wonder how much more beautiful she would seem under him when he was bringing her to her release the proper way. She was oh so close, but Loki could sense that she was trying to fight it off.

"Don't be afraid, let go Sigyn." He encouraged.

She still seemed to fight the inevitable, and the suspense was killing Loki.

"Come for me, please." He begged.

He felt the fight leave her, and moments later he witnessed the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The aftershock of her orgasm left her panting and glowing. When she finally opened her eyes they shone with contentment. She pulled Loki down and kissed him gently.

"I would say that was a good start." She whispered.

And it was just that, the start.