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"Remind me why we are doing this." Thor fixed his skins and the fur jacket that God-knows-why Loki had.

"Because we are out of meat and I'm not going to feed only off fish for the rest of my life, nor will you." The Jotun wore only a grey coat and a funny woolly hat with holes for his horns. Thor actually laughed for half an hour when he first saw him in that attire. But now they were advancing through the vast lands of wild Jotunheim under strong winds and an eternal storm of snow, so nothing seemed as funny anymore. The golden prince cursed for a hundredth time under his breath. Seriously, he'd fought a thousand battles against the fiercest of enemies: dark elves and goblins, sea serpents and fire giants. He'd helped the Avengers to get rid of some mad dudes that wanted to conquer and destroy the universe, he made his way through fire and water and endured fallen buildings upon his shoulders and took countless blade strikes all over his body. But bloody hell! That cursed weather was going to be his doom.

He accelerated his steps and grabbed Loki's hand to get him closer. "Can't you just get some cans from Midgard?" It would be easier than crawl around Jotunheim in search of wild animals to hunt. As if anything could live there anyway.

Loki glared at him from under his hat "Is the Golden Prince afraid of a bit of snow? C'mon you lazy ass, gather yourself and show me how you Asgardian warriors deal with your hunt! Where are your survival instincts?"

"Frozen, as well as my nose."

Loki snorted "Then I hope your dick is frozen too, because I don't do cowards."

"I'm not a coward! You insolent smurf. And my dick is fine, don't worry."

"Whatever."

Thor could almost hear the Jotun laugh to himself and it made him feel stupid and useless, two things he certainly was not. "What are we going to get in this place anyway; it's only snow and ice here. And I think we are lost."

"We are not. Stop complaining and follow me; I know the path, as I have lived here most of my life."

So Thor only clenched his teeth and trailed after the Jotun like a faithful dog. Had it been any other person, they would already be dead for calling him a coward, but it was Loki, so he felt a natural call to impress him. Still, all that constant dragging around and sniffing the air was making him go haywire. What the hell could he smell in the fucking storm? He had been suspecting Loki to be out of his tree since the beginning, but now he could see clearly that the Jotun was mad as a sack of frogs.

And yet he continued walking after him for what seemed to be hours. The surroundings didn't change at first, but then he started to make out some shadows in the distance. As they got closer the winds went calmer, under they found themselves at the foot of a great cliff. Loki followed its shape to the right as if wanting to circle it, but then a crack opened and he disappeared inside. Thor hesitated for a moment but when an impatient, "Are you coming or not?" sounded from inside, he got on all fours and climbed after his companion.

The inside of the cliff was dark and slippery, not to mention how narrow it felt for the large Asgardian. But he could hear Loki's movements ahead so he continued crawling patiently. "I think I deserve a medal for trusting you so deeply."

"You are a fool in that, honey."

"What?" Thor increased his pace, making contact with the rough fabric of Loki's coat. "Do you mean you don't trust me?"

"So devoted! You'll make a fine husband."

"I'm serious, Loki."

"So am I. Oh, look. I can already see the light - we are approaching the end of this tunnel."

"Where? I can't see anything."

"Because you've got your face buried in my ass."

But eventually they got out of the bloody rock, and Thor had to shield his eyes from the shine of the snow. When his sight got used to the light he observed his surroundings. It was similar to the valley Loki inhabited, but larger and more boring, no lakes or houses, only stone and some old trees. But it was beautiful, in a way, and peaceful. While they were descending to the forest the prince could but wonder about how many places like that Loki could possibly know.

"This is wonderful."

"Jotunheim has lots of places like that, still."

"Still?"

The other looked him in the eye. "Let's take a break, shall we?"

So they arranged themselves under a tree and Loki lit a fire before cuddling near Thor. "Long time ago, all of our world belonged to the animals and the strongest trees; the land was much more fertile and the Jotuns were a race of artists and sculptors. Cold as Jotunheim has always been, we lived together and survived as one, beasts and people together. It was harsh, but it was our way. But it was never enough. Thinking in its people's interest our king thought about invading a fertile realm to feed the growing generation. But he chose poorly, for Midgard was the protectorate of Odin Allfather, and the very essence of that world his dear lover. But surely you already know that."

Thor nodded "Yes, Gaea is my mother."

Loki chuckled and continued. "The king brought suffering and pain over Earth, slaughtered its children and dared Odin to stop him; in the haze of battle he didn't realize how insolent he was being. The war with Asgard destroyed Jotunheim. King Laufey commanded, Queen Farbauti fought, but our warriors fell. The trees were cut to make ships, the sculptures demolished and turned into weapons. And still Jotuns fell under the Aesir like flies, all because certain king was too proud and stubborn to bend a knee. At the end he did, but it was already too late. With three quarters of its population dead, its valleys overexploited and its spirits low, Jotunheim had only a memory left, and yet the King threatened to get his revenge; had he not, the Casket of Ancient Winters would not have been taken from us, but it has. And our sun faded. That war destroyed our land and our souls."

Thor swallowed hard. He knew, of course he knew how the war had been. But it was the first time hearing it from the perspective of the fallen. Suddenly he felt his cheeks flush with shame and guilt. He was born just before the war, and never participated in it directly, but still it was his realm that did such things to Loki's fellows.

"I'm sorry." What a foolish thing to say.

But Loki favoured him with a soft look. "Don't be. I was also mad at Asgard when I was little. For though I never saw the war myself, and was born afterwards, my elder brothers told me terrible things of it. But Earth captivated my heart; its beauty and fragility were endearing to me. And I realized that if it was in my hands I would want to protect it too, from destruction, from a cruel king. I would want to protect Erik as well, and I would slay whoever dared to threaten the land and people I loved. Somehow I think I shared Odin's point of view in that moment. And since then I understood that the real monster was the man that unleashed it all. Laufey King."

"Does everyone hate him so much?"

"Depends. Old warriors respect him, for his are their old-fashioned ways. The nobles, those that get his favours telling stories about the former glory of our realm, feel comfortable with his rule. But the smallfolk pray in the night for him to die. Everyone wants his heir to take the throne."

"Prince Helblindi."

"Yes. He is a promise of a better future for everyone."

Thor hesitated. Loki seemed to know a good deal about the Jotun issues, but he was Thor's lover and it would be weird to ask him about…

"Loki…"

"Yup?"

"What do you know about the youngest prince?"

Loki lifted his head from where he had been resting it on Thor's shoulder, a little amusement playing in his beautiful eyes. And Thor felt a bitter taste deep in his throat. "What?"

"Nothing…sorry, it was mere curiosity, forget it." He averted his gaze, unable to look at that beloved face. But Loki reached for his jaw and turned it towards him. Thor was about to protest when a tongue caressed his lips and he could but open them and accept it inside.

Fuck everything! He gave up into the kiss and squeezed his Jotun's ass, getting a playful bite back. They both parted with a soft laugh and embraced each other for a long time besides a dying bonfire, but while one of them tried not to think about the future, the other one dreamed of it.

Ok, now I need your help. Is that true that fanfiction is deleting stories with explicit sexual contents, or is it just a rumour?

Because up from chapter 12 this story is becoming 70% pure porn and I'm a little bit worried ):