For six weeks the census takers did their duty. A small riot broke at a farm stand and every piece of food was snatch from a woman pushing a cart full of fruit. Loki did what he could to quell the people. He made daily trips to different parts of the city, tossing out his precious gold coins to the hungry masses to keep them from turning against their king.
When the reports came in, Loki invaded the accounting hall of the treasury. The scribes there gave Loki a curious look when he started picking up individual census forms and reading them. Loki grinned ear to ear when, one after another, they painted a perfect picture of guilt. He stayed in the hall, watching the scribes, one of whom looked at Loki with agitation. He had no doubt that this scribe was on some nobleman's payroll. Loki walked up to the man and whispered to him.
"You know who I am. What you do not know is that Queen Frigga has been teaching me magic. Do you know how it is the Queen knows so much about everyone? She spies on them. She has magic listening ears everywhere. You know what else I know? I don't need magic to spy on you. Heimdall is already doing that. He's been ordered to spy on the census takers and on the people in this room. If anyone forges a census paper or destroys legitimate copies he'll know, and then the King will know. Have a pleasant evening."
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Thor came to the throne dressed in full regalia. It was not a special day, nor were there any special visitors at court. The only interesting thing on the docket for court, was the census results. Loki stood beside the throne with a serious and yet excited expression. Thor stood and addressed the crowd.
"I call upon Lords Behur, Northman, Gellan, Morphir, and Sendack to come before me." Thor said with a calm almost peaceful expression. The five men knelt before their king, each expecting some sort of praise or reward, based on the King's demeanor. Loki frowned. Lord Gellan had been his family's landlord.
"The results of the census are in, and in deed there is a crisis in the amount of affordable homes for my people. At the behest of my darling concubine, who was raised as a peasant, I added a new question to the census this year. In light of all the beggars roaming the streets I instructed the census takers to ask my people where they used to live and why they no longer live there." Thor paused. The noble all looked up simultaneously and fear filled their eyes.
"Lord Behur, you used to have two dozen families growing crops on your lands. They are all now homeless penniless beggars. Pray tell me, who is tending your fields? I sent my men to your lands to check the small farmhouses there and they were all unoccupied."
"My…my…k-king…your men must have be-been mistaken. My new tenants were probably out in the fields working when they came to visit."
"And why were all of your previous tenants evicted in the first place?"
"They failed to meet the crop quotas my King."
"I see."
"And what of you Lord Northman? Did none of your former tenants meet their crop quotas?" Thor asked the man in a tone that was dangerously playful. Thunder rolled above, and Lord Northman swallowed hard.
"It has been discovered that most of the beggars currently starving in Asgard's streets are all previous tenants of these five men kneeling before me. All told 388 men, women, and children were kicked off the lands they'd be tending so that you five could transform the land into homes you could then rent at a higher profit than growing wheat for bread. Your greed has bred sedition and suffering among my people. You have lied to me, your King, and for your crimes you will be punished severely."
A wave of hushed shocked washed over everyone gathered at court.
"You five will be taken from this hall immediately and dragged down to the city square where you will all stand in the stocks for five days, so that the people of Asgard may let you know their displeasure. Afterward you will be given 200 lashes each and tossed into the dungeons for the next 100 years. You will exit those cells, one century hence with nothing, not even your names." Thor paused to take a breath.
He looked back at Loki, expecting to see the man with a gloating smile, but only saw sadness and disgust. Now more than ever, he longed to hold the raven haired man.
"For your crimes against the people of Asgard and against the crown I strip you of your titles. You are no longer nobles. You are peasants. All of your land, possessions, and private holdings are to be seized. All personal property, to include purchased omegas, will be taken from you. Your farm land will be broken up and given back to your previous tenants, who will become land owners. Each family you have wronged will be given a portion of your wealth, for which they may build up a new home for themselves, fit for habitation." Thor nodded to the Captain of the Guard.
The Captain and his soldiers swooped in, carting away the former Lords who all started sobbing like little children. Thor ended his audience with the court early that day. He turned to speak to Loki.
"I would have a word with you in my study." Thor said in a level tone. It caught Loki off guard and fear crept up his spine. Had he done something wrong? He followed Thor to his study and saw Frigga there waiting for them. Loki sat on the couch next to her as Thor shut the door. Loki sat there, feeling pensive, until Thor stood in front of his desk and then sat on it in a relaxed, though resigned posed.
"What is wrong?"
"You were right. I cannot thank you enough Loki. I would never have figured out why my people were suffering so."
"But?"
"Loki, the census takers discovered something else while gathering data."
"What is it?"
"There aren't any new babies in the kingdom. According to our records, the last child born alive in Asgard was born the night Thor bought you at that auction. The youngest child to be found in all of Asgard is barely five years old." Frigga said.
"What? I know the birthrate for our people is small, but that cannot be right." Loki said.
"It is. We had the scribes pour over all the surveys twice. We also discovered that you are in fact the youngest omega in all the realm. There have not been any born after you."
"But what does that mean?" Loki asked as he looked between Frigga and Thor.
"We don't know Loki." Frigga said. "But we cannot ignore these coincidences. The drop in the birthrate of all children and of omegas has something to do with you."
"But can't you do something about the birthrate. You are the Goddess of Fertility are you not?" Loki asked.
"I am merely place holding Loki."
"Place holding?"
"The last true fertility god died when I was two years old, Thor's grandfather, King Bor. When a god dies the title is immediately given to a newborn to give the appearance of continuity. I was of royal blood and still an infant, so I was given the name. But the real God of Fertility can bless masses of people with children with a snap of his or her fingers. I have no such gift."
"He or she can also deprive the masses of children at will." Thor said.
"You think the new god of fertility is walking among us." Loki said.
"Aye, we do, but it could be another 1000 years before that person is made known to us. Not all gods come into their powers as children. The fertility god comes into their power upon the conception of their first child. If the new fertility god is a female alpha, that day could be a long time off."
"If the new fertility god is a male omega we would find out soon." Frigga looked at Loki pointedly.
"What?"
"I don't believe in coincidences Loki." Frigga said.
"But, isn't there a test or something that could tell us if that is true?"
"Sex is the test Loki, and I would not skewer your sacred womb just to satisfy my curiosity. If I breed you too young you could suffer terrible complications, and the child too. Or I could rob you of your ability to bare children at all. We have no choice but to wait."
"I have roughly five more years until I have my first true heat. I can do five more years. I've done that already. It'll be fine."
"In the meantime, now that unrest in the kingdom has been addressed, maybe the two of you could spend more time together." Frigga said.
"Mother please. I am sorry I have been avoiding you Loki. I fear I will lose my restraint when I am with you." Thor said to him.
"I know I don't make it easy on you. Anytime I'm around you for more than five minutes, I'm begging you to fuck me. My body feels like it is on fire all the time and I have grown far more accustomed to the touch of my own hand than I ever dare admit in public." Loki said, which made Thor and Frigga chuckle.
"Perhaps Loki would feel better if you marked him Thor." Frigga said.
"Mother! If I start with that, I won't be able to stop." Thor said, swallowing thickly. Loki noted the subtle way in which Thor's hands trembled with need. His pupils were blown wide and black. The very notion of claiming Loki was pushing Thor over the edge.
"Yes you can. I'll leave the two of you alone. I trust you can find creative ways to sate one another without…doing…that." Frigga shut the door behind her and the two of them were alone.
"You were able to resist me while I was in heat. I trust you Thor."
"You shouldn't. My resolve is so worn down Loki. I want you so badly." Thor said in heavy breaths, sniffing Loki. Their lips crashed together for a kiss. Whatever was on Thor's desk became floor clutter in seconds. Thor's ink well went crashing down on the hard marble, leaving a large stain puddle on the rug. Loki ripped open his tunic and bared his neck for Thor.
Thor stared at the creamy expanse of skin and at that slight bulge in the neck were gland of sexual desire resided. A blue vein streaked around that area like a lightning bolt. Thor could resist no longer. He bit down hard, enough to break the skin.
Loki cried out. It was painful, yet he craved it. It sent a bolt of pleasure straight to his genitals and Loki arched his body in a presentation pose. Sweet salty red liquid filled Thor's mouth. The very essence of ambrosia flowed through Loki's veins.
Loki tugged at Thor's clothes, impatient and demanding. Thor unlatched from Loki's throat, watching in fascination as blood trickled out of the bite mark that would form a beautiful scar.
"Mine."
"Yes, all for you. Let me show you my King." Loki yanked open Thor's tunic and kissed down his middle until he was on his knees before his alpha. His fingers scrapped up the Thor's trousers and pulled at the buttons. He could already see the outline of the massive cock.
"Loki…"
"Shh, shh, let me do this for you." Loki released Thor's straining member, licking up the length before engulfing the tip with his mouth.
"Oh little one." Thor's heavy breathing was laced with a high pitched whine. His large tanned fingers wove into Loki's black tresses. Loki was desperate to bring Thor off. He knew Thor would be afraid to do more if he did not get some sort of climax out of him. His hands worked in tandem with his mouth to cover every inch with his touch. Thor grunted, his thighs shaking from the building pleasure. Loki felt the tip of Thor's cock start to knot and swell and he pulled off. He put his lips against the bulbous head and created a seal, continuing to pump Thor with his hands. Thor came with a great relieved sigh and Loki drank down the creamy fluid like a calf suckling milk from its mother. He looked up at Thor as he did so, his eyes big and full of need. Thor knew he would be pumping seed for several minutes and pet Loki's hair as his sweet darling serviced him.
"Oh love, oh Loki. You take such good care of me. So wonderful little one." Thor said. When his cock finally softened, he helped Loki off his knees and finished undressing him. "Come over to the couch love."
Stripped down and fully naked, Thor was able to admire how much Loki's body had changed. Though still a lithe man his shoulders were broader and stronger. His abdomen was more defined and his pert little ass was firm and sculpted. They lay down on the couch together, Thor spooning Loki, touching him all over. He took Loki's red throbbing cock into his hand and stroked it.
"OH! YES! Ah please!" Loki begged and Thor changed tactics. He brushed his fingers around the outer edge of Loki's entrance, which was wet with juices. It was nowhere near as copious or thick as when Loki was in heat and his hole was tight instead of slack. Nevertheless, his scent of arousal was intoxicating and Loki's eagerness to be breach was obvious. Thor pressed a large calloused finger into Loki's little entrance, and Loki shouted.
"Oh little one, so tight, so sweet for me. I can't wait to give you want you really want. Do you crave me Loki? Do you long for my knot?" Thor growled into Loki's ear. Loki whimpered and pushed down on that invading digit eager for more. "You are so soft and velvety inside. The pathway to Valhalla is inside you."
"Oh Thor! More!" Loki begged. Thor licked the bit mark on Loki's neck, pressing little kisses to it. "Will you come on a single finger alone? I think you can." Thor's hand set of violent rhythm, fingering Loki until his tight little walls clamped down on the digit, coating it with slick. He moaned loud and long, and there was a pained edge to it. Loki's cock was still hard. Thor shifted down and pressed Loki to his back. He settled between Loki's legs and took the silky creamy length into his mouth.
"Oh Thor! Oh suck me! Yes!" Loki's entire body was so rigid it felt like it could snap like a tree branch. When he came, it was with an explosion of seed, blasting Thor's mouth in a violent escape. Thor made sure to clean Loki thoroughly with his tongue, ending with a kiss on his hip bone.
"Thank you." Loki said, breathing a sigh of relief he had not felt since that night when Thor bought him.
"I'm hard again." Thor said.
"You'll spoil my dinner." Loki cracked a great big grin.