This was supposed to be a one-shot, but due to popular demand I give you this. One more chapter to come.

A picture is worth a thousand words, and so much more. The press couldn't publish the money shot of Thor getting squirted in the eye by Loki's orgasm. No, that photo was uploaded to internet porn sites and shared by the world. The photo that did make the evening news and newspapers was of Thor and Loki kissing in Loki's car. The explicit photo, the one everyone wanted to see showed Thor hunched over Loki's dick, which he held firmly at the base with one hand. His mouth was open and a tiny string of either spit or come was connected from his lower lip to the tip of Loki's cock. One of Thor's eyes was squeezed shut, a splatter of semen glued and dripping from it. The other eye wide with shock and humiliation. Thor Odinson, the heterosexual married Republican Governor of the great state of Virginia had been caught sucking another man's dick.

Loki too was humiliated, though to a much lesser degree. His homosexuality had not been a secret. Still, the picture of him at the height of his climax had been embarrassing. His head tossed back against the car headrest, his back arched and lips parted all tied together with Loki's eyes. They'd been open and displayed a mixture of bliss and amazement. The extra flourish was Loki's hand on top of Thor's head, fingers threaded through thick blonde hair, clearly pressing downward in a bid to get Thor to swallow his come.

Loki hasn't heard from Thor in three days.

"I still can't believe he's gay." Sif said.

"He is. Very much. He's as repressed as they come."

"Has he returned any of your calls yet?"

"No. He hasn't shown up at the capitol for work since the scandal broke. He'll have to come out of hiding sometime."

"So will you." Sif said.

"I know. I had hoped to coordinate our emergence from seclusion but it doesn't appear that is going to happen. I'm going to go outside and address the press." Loki said, looking out his bedroom window. There was a circus on his front lawn. The press was dying to interview him. Loki turned to look at the little statue he'd been gifted some months ago at Christmas time. It was a fertility statue and its explicit nature meant that it was only fit for the bedroom. It was where Thor had hidden his little spy camera. It was creepy and yet strangely, Loki felt complimented by it. Thor's stalker-ish pastime notwithstanding, Loki had a way to communicate with his love interest even if it was only one way. He grabbed a sharpie and wrote up a sign and held it up for the little camera.

I'M GOING OUTSIDE TO TALK TO THEM.

I MISS YOU.

Loki put on his best suit and looked in the mirror before leaving. He moment he opened his front door, flashes went off. Microphones were jammed into his face and a barrage of deeply personal questions were hurled at him. Many of them not nice.

"I have a statement prepared." Loki said. He paused and looked around at the crowd and counted at least a dozen tv cameras pointed at him.

"First, I will address Thor. You haven't returned my calls and I can understand why. I know you must be wondering if you were set up. To this I answer, yes. You were set up. I know that I took liberties with sharing your secret with the world. Please know that I did this, not to harm you but to free you. I will admit my own motivations were selfish, because I want to be with you, but not as some dirty shameful secret. I'd have your love in an honest relationship that is acknowledged publicly. For the whole of your life you've lived a lie, which I have now exposed. For that, I'm not sorry. And even if you choose to hate me for the rest of your life for what I have done, I'm still not sorry, because I care about you and would see you happy. No gay man can be happy living in the closet. It is a burden on the soul and I couldn't watch you live in torment. Please know that it causes me great pain to have brought you such misery. I miss you, terribly. I think it is safe to say we both have an unhealthy obsession with one another. You with your surveillance and I with my uncompromising demand to be loved openly before the public. Perhaps we are too toxic for one another, but you are a drug I'd happily overdose on and never feel regret."

"To the people of the world that have seen our pictures, I know you have many questions. But know that neither Thor nor I have to answer any of them. We have a right to privacy and what we do in the bedroom, or in my car is none of your business. Now I know that some of you think me to be a home wrecker, as Thor is married. Though the paperwork for the divorce was only filed this morning, this was in development long before the events three days ago and I knew this when I engaged in sexual relations with him. It was not my desire to humiliate Thor, but I knew it was necessary. Thor was never going to come out on his own, and revealing the truth to the world was always going to be a painful process for him. I hadn't planned on the paparazzi timing his shot so perfectly, and I confess that my methods for helping Thor come out of the closet might have been rash and ill-thought out."

"As for demands that Thor step down, that is ridiculous. Had I won the election, none of you would have demanded that I step down, so why should he? Who Thor loves has no bearing on how he governs. He is just as capable today as he was last week. Now, I know you are all awaiting a statement from Thor. You all want to know why he hasn't addressed the situation. Plainly put, Thor is at a crossroads and needs time to think. Let him have that. You all are demanding that Thor explain his thoughts and feelings to you, when he cannot even do that for himself. Thor is suffering an identity crisis at the moment, and you cannot expect his answers to be consistent or logical. He is suffering and intense scrutiny will only make the situation worse. I would ask the public, to please be kind to him. That is all I have to say."

"Did he tell you he loves you?"

"No, though I think he does. His behavior has surely suggested it."

"Do you love him?"

"I want to. We haven't really been given the opportunity to have a normal relationship. He consumes my every waking thought and I feel physical pain in being separated from him."

"What will you do if Thor rejects you?"

"Get drunk and play sad love songs I expect." Loki gave a sad smile.

"Is Thor going to switch party affiliation?"

"I have no idea. That is all for today. Thank you." Loki said and turned to go back into his home. More questions were shouted at him, but he ignored them. Loki went back to his bedroom and waited. It felt like an eternity but in reality it was only five minutes when the phone rang. Loki nearly tripped on the carpet in his rush to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Meet me at the capitol in three hours." Thor said and hung up.

"Thor? Thor? Damn it!" Loki's stomach churned into a knot. Thor's tone had been dark and angry. Three hours was a long time and Loki spent all of it fretting over what Thor was going to say to him.

Loki went to the steps of the capitol and waited. He wore a red rose on his lapel, which he'd cut from his garden that morning. The media waited with him. Some tried to ask him more questions but he ignored them. He stood silent like a Roman sentry. Finally, Loki spotted Thor's car as it approached and his heart leapt into his throat.

When Thor stepped out of the car his eyes locked onto Loki. Some reporters tried to block Thor's path but it became clear Thor was on a mission and they got out of the way. Loki's Adams Apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed down his anxiety. Thor stopped just in front of him about arm's length away. For a moment neither spoke. Thor's expression was blank when his fist reared back and then connected with Loki's nose.

Loki fell backwards on his ass. Cameras and people rushed to him to get shots of the blood pouring out of his nose. A few called out for security to protect Loki from Thor, but Thor did not advance. He just stood there. Loki pulled out his handkerchief from his breast pocket to dab his broken nose. It took him a moment to compose himself and rise to his feet.

"I deserved that." Loki said.

"YOU HAD NO RIGHT!" Thor yelled, enraged, betrayed.

"I know. Forgive me for being a selfish creature, but I wanted all of you, not just pieces of you."

"I've have lost EVERYTHING because of you!" Thor screamed as his hands gestured wildly. He began to pace back and forth.

"That's not true! You have gained everything; you're just too hurt to see it yet." Loki dared to venture forward and get within punching distance again. Thor stopped pacing and tensed up, not sure what to expect. "Tell me, tell me what it is you think you've lost." Loki said.

"I'm a laughing stock!"

"This will pass Thor. You are still governor. You are still you, only you don't have to hide anymore."

"The people think I'm a liar and a fraud!"

"That is just the rabble Thor. The ones saying that are the ones that were never going to accept you for who you are anyway. Their opinion does not matter."

"It does if they are my backers. Who will help me run for re-election in the next cycle?"

"The same people that help me run I suspect. Your career is not over. How people see you has changed, but this is not a career killer, unless you respond to it poorly."

"And how should I respond to all of this?" Thor asked as he gestured to the mob surrounding them.

"You could kiss me you fool."

"Haven't they seen enough?"

"Not nearly." Loki said and leaned in and kissed Thor. Thor sighed into the kiss, his love and desire, rage and betrayal all warred within him at once.

"How can I trust you after this?"

"Asked the man who's secretly been stalking me for the last eight months." Loki said, quirking his eyebrow. "You and I have both made very big mistakes, but I don't think we should walk away from one another. I certainly don't want to, and I don't think you do either."

"How in the hell would I make this work? We're not even in the same political party. You and I think very differently on a lot of different topics."

"We'll hash that out over time. I'm not saying that we don't need to talk. We have a lot we need to discuss, but these are all things we would address while dating one another."

"Date?"

"Yes. Now are you going to ask me out or not?" Loki asked. There it was. His heart laid open, ready to be skewered with one negative word from this man. His eyes vulnerable and doe-like as he awaited Thor's answer. Thor felt the gravity of expectation suffocating him. A lifetime of education and values had taught him that these desires were wrong. That he was an abomination and that he was not allowed to have the joy and love that Loki offered.

"Say yes you idiot!" Someone yelled from the crowd. Thor let out a strangled laugh. He had not expected the people to offer encouragement. Relief washed over him as he looked from one face to the next and saw nothing but hopeful concern.

"So how does this work? I mean, do I bring you flowers and open your car door or what?"

"Not exactly, well… I do like flowers, but I can open my own car door." Loki said as a smile spread across his face. Thor embraced him and as they shared a passionate kiss the crowd cheered for them. The cheered died down and Thor and Loki were still kissing. They both had their hands in each other's hair and they each gasped for air. Things went from sweet to lustful as Loki jumped up and wrapped both of his legs around Thor's waist. More camera flashes went off. Thor carried Loki back to his car and they both groped one another as they climbed inside. The car door slammed shut and the driver took off, leaving a crowd of people behind all talking about the hot new political power couple.