To Love A Jötunn

Lilah watched in fascination, almost in a trance, as Loki's skin began to turn blue, makings appearing on his flesh. His eyes met hers, and she gasped as the red orbs stared into her golden brown ones. So what she had seen through the bond was true? Was that really his past? He had done terrible things, and terrible things had been done to him. She had seen the Tesseract control his mind, fill it with evil thoughts. It had turned his need for love, to prove himself worthy, into something ugly. She wanted to comfort him, speak of her love for him.

Loki pulled away from Lilah, sitting on the edge of the bed. Lilah tried to reach out to him, but he would not have it. He sat there in silence for a while, his body staying in his Jötunn form.

"Now you have seen me for what I truly am," Loki growled and turned his gaze to meet Lilah's, "What will you do?" Shyly, Lilah reached out to touch his blue skin. The hue of his skin was strange, but not at all unattractive. It was cold to touch, as always. She traced the raised markings that had appeared, getting to know this new Loki, the Jötunn.

"Loki," she whispered, coming to sit behind him, kissing his shoulder, "I love you." Loki stilled as her arms came to wrap around his middle. "Nothing can change that." His red eyes locked with hers, wide with shock. "What happened in the past is just that, the past."

Loki's eyes were shining with unshed tears, and Lilah's heart reached out to him. He turned in her arms, coming to face her. "You… You love me?"

"Yes," she cupped his face between her hands, enjoying the feel of his cold skin against her palms. Lilah leaned up, "I love you, Loki," she kissed his blue lips tenderly. His hands came to wrap around her, pulling her naked body to him. Their kiss was slow and gentle, both of them exploring and memorising everything about each other. Lilah let her hands twist in his hair, putting all her love into this kiss.

She needed to prove to Loki that she did love him, and show him her love. Lilah pulled Loki closer and pushed him down on to the bed. Her hands ran over his chest, his stomach, and his hardening manhood, caressing its growing length. As she explored and learned his new body, Loki's hands held onto her tightly, as if she would disappear. He was vulnerable, and Lilah wanted to make sure he never felt like that again. Even though his skin was cold, his touch set her body on fire. She felt herself become aroused once more, and Loki was as well. His manhood poked her newly moistened nether lips. It amazed her that Loki had become aroused again so quickly, but then again, he was a God.

Loki's tongue probed her mouth, seeking entrance, dancing with her own tongue. She moaned into his mouth, his kiss sending her into oblivion. Loki shifted his hips beneath her, the head of his penis penetrating her entrance. "Loki," Lilah sighed, that beautiful pleasure starting. Lilah let Loki's shaft fill her, both of them groaning at the union. Lilah was still sore, but it was a wonderful tender feeling. Loki lifted himself up from the bed, embracing her. His hands glided up her back, letting her rock herself upon his member.

Loki did not want to let her go. This beautiful woman had somehow wormed her way into his cold heart, his broken soul, and made it work again, made him whole. And here she was, making love to him, not just Loki of Asgard, but Loki the Jötunn. He felt whole, complete. Lilah was the missing puzzle piece to his broken heart. Gods, he loved her. Loki could only watch in awe as Lilah swayed her hips, pumping his penis with her inner walls. Her sighs and moans were music to his ears, each one filling his heart with warmth, with love. Loki held her, letting her take her pleasure. He gave himself to her, completely. His eyes closed and let himself get lost in the moment.

"I love you," Lilah sighed, clinging to him. He'd never heard sweeter words. He kissed her fervently, needing to feel her in every way possible. Her legs wrapped around him, cradling him to her. Their love-making was slow and gentle, filled with devotion and passion. It was gentle and enchanting. And when that wonderful peak around once more, they climaxed together, holding each other closely.

Afterwards, as they lay in each arms, Loki's skin slowly turned back to his Asgardian form. Lilah was asleep in his embrace, holding him like he was her everything. How lucky he was to have her. He kissed her forehead devotedly. "I love you, Lilah."

Since that night, their love continued to grow. Nights were spent in each other's arms, exploring, loving. Mornings were filled with romantic kisses and caresses. There were hardly ever times when they were not with each other. Neither seemed to want to be without the other for long. Both had been so long without love and companionship, that neither wanted to waste the time that they had together.

Loki knew that one day, Odin would send someone to come for him. He sensed that Lilah knew this as well, but she never voiced her concerns. Loki prayed that his banishment was permanent. He could not think what life would be like without Lilah. His mood would always turn foul when he thought of being without her, if they took him away and never let him see her again. How long did they have together? He wished they had meet under better circumstances, but what was done was done.

Though it did not stop him from wishing he could bring Lilah to his home, show everyone what a beautiful woman he'd acquired. Show everyone that there was someone who loved him unconditionally. Show them that she did not fear him, did not judge him, and did not condemn him. Perhaps now he was worthy, but he doubted he would ever get the chance to prove it.