Andromeda sat on her bedroom balcony overlooking the kingdom of Asgard. The sun was high in the sky and the kingdom glowed with happiness and fortune. As the princess ran a brush through her curly hair, she thought about the month that she had spent in this beautiful world. She had made new friends, was adored by a kingdom that wasn't her own, and had reunited with a childhood love. Andromeda was very happy in Asgard and she could see herself living there for the rest of her mortal life.
A knock sounded inside and Andromeda got up and walked into her room. She put her hair brush down on her vanity before answering the door. It was a servant carrying a handful of flowers.
"Princess Andromeda." The servant nodded to her, "Where would you like me to set these?"
"The dresser is fine." The princess replied with furrowed brows. "Who are those-" She was interrupted by another servant with more flowers.
"Where would you like these, princess?" The other servant asked and before Andromeda could answer more servants came pouring into her room. When all was said and done, Andromeda's room was covered head to toe in exotic, white and gold flowers. It smelt heavenly, but the princess was very confused.
Andromeda sat at her vanity and resumed brushing her hair. She gazed at herself in the mirror with furrowed brows. Who had sent her the flowers? Was it Loki? Was he trying to say sorry for not being truthful to her? The princess bit her lip as she braided her curls into a single plait, going down her back. She placed a single white flower in her hair and got up from the vanity, leaving the room.
Her beige gown flowed behind her as she slowly made her way to the library. Her sweet scent wafted through the hallway and she smiled at everyone she saw. The word around the kingdom was that Andromeda was to wed one of the princes and that is why she was given asylum in the palace. There was also talk that the young princess was to be made a goddess by Odin himself. Though the rumors was false, it did not stop the Asgardian citizens from raving about how beautiful a queen and goddess the bronze mortal would be.
Andromeda arrived at the library and pushed the big door open. She went her usual route to the back of the library, but the dark prince was not seated at a desk. The princess pouted and turned around, looking through each shelf of the royal bibliotech.
"Can I help you, little one?" A melodic voice called from behind her and Andromeda whirled around, her dress twirling with her.
The princess smiled hugely, happy to see the prince, and walked up to him. She got on the tips of her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck, causing the dark prince to freeze. "Oh I forgive you!" She breathed out, her eyes closed.
For the first time in a long time, Loki was confused. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around the petite girl's waist, trying to think of what he did to receive such an embrace. He doesn't recall apologizing to the girl, though he had thought about it a few times, and he doesn't recall sending her any gifts. The trickster figured he should just go along with it, after all, anything that could make Andromeda press her body to his couldn't be that bad.
Loki tightened his hold on the princess, taking a whiff of her hair. She smelt heavenly, like she had escaped from Valhalla and floated down just for him. Thoughts of the night of her welcoming feast flooded into his head but he quickly ushered them out, not wanting to excite himself. As Loki began to close his eyes and melt into Andromeda's arms, the princess pulled away.
Andromeda looked up at Loki with a wide grin, her arms still around his neck and his around her waist. "Oh Prince Loki you shouldn't have!"
A charming smile found it's way onto the prince's lips as he watched the princess' face beam. "Anything for you Andromeda."
The princess giggled, her brown face a lit with joy. "But so many? What am I supposed to do with all of them?"
"Ah, that is for you to decide, little princess." Loki smoothly replied, bringing the princess closer to him.
Andromeda's smile grew wider and she stood on the tips of her tips of her toes, quickly pressing her lips to the dark prince's in a chaste kiss. She pulled back and stepped away from the embrace, and looked down at her feet.
Looking at the bronze beauty with wide eyes, Loki quickly got over his surprise and chuckled lowly. He took a step closer to Andromeda and placed two pale fingers under her chin, tilting her face up towards him. He searched her sapling eyes for a moment before leaning down and kissing her full lips properly. The prince ended the kiss but did not move away from Andromeda, instead watching her face as her eyes fluttered open.
The princess' soft, bronze hand reach up and cupped Loki's cheek and his pale hand covered hers. She stood on the tips of her toes once more and kissed her paramour more confidently. The prince groaned against her and lightly pushed Andromeda back into a bookshelf. The young girl gasped as her back hit the shelf and Loki used the opportunity to slide his tongue in her mouth. Andromeda fisted her hands in Loki's cloak and moaned as his pink appendage probed her mouth, licking at every crevice.
The dark prince pulled back, nibbling on Andromeda's full bottom lip before pressing open-mouthed kisses along her jaw. The beauty under him began to whimper lightly in his ear when he got to the junction of her neck and her shoulder, and he smirked to himself before flicking his tongue against her skin. Loki's hand travelled to Andromeda's hair and lightly pulled her head to the side, exposing more of her neck to him. He sucked hard on her soft, supple skin, no doubt leaving a bruise.
Loki pulled away from the young woman and kneeled in front of her, making Andromeda look down at him with wide eyes. The prince marveled at the sight of the princess; she already looked completely ravished, even though he had yet to touch her. His pale hands ran up her copper legs before picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist.
Andromeda's hands quickly went around the prince's neck as her beige dress rode up to her thighs. She moaned at the feeling of his palms on the bare skin of her legs. She could feel his member pressing against her as he nuzzled his nose against hers.
Loki groaned, pressing himself closer to Andromeda. He ran his hands up her supple thighs. "I am going to take you against this shelf, little princess." He hissed through clenched teeth as he continued to pepper kisses against her neck.
Andromeda whimpered in response, whispering out an affirmative, before realizing what she was doing. "Wait." She muttered, but the prince just hummed against her neck. "We mustn't. I do not want my purity to be broken against a bookshelf in a library."
Loki grumbled, but did not stop his assault on her skin, moving to the smooth indent of her collarbone. "Why not, little girl?" His voice slithered out, slick with lust. "I will be gentle." He assured, nibbling on her skin.
Andromeda's breath hitched as she felt his hardness rub against her clothed center. She bit her lip and contemplated the thought for a moment before shaking her head. "No, my prince. My virtue is worth more than dozens of flowers."
The prince chortled against her, his large hands grasping at her thighs. "Flowers?" He muttered, pausing to nuzzle his nose against her skin. "What are you talking about, you daft girl?"
Andromeda froze and furrowed her brows. She let go of the prince's neck and brought his face away from her neck to look in his green eyes. The sapling browns of her eyes turned into fiery embers as she began to glare at the prince. "You liar." The princess muttered, before raising her voice. "Put me down."
Loki rolled his eyes, "Andromeda do not be so dramatic." The princess narrowed her eyes and beat her little fists on his chest. He, of course, could hardly feel the blows but he acquiesced and put the bronze girl down.
"I should have known you were lying!" Andromeda's voice began to raise with every word. "You always lie! To everyone! And why? So you could bed me like all the other girls? You make me sick." She finished, pushing the prince away from her.
Loki narrowed his eyes and grabbed Andromeda's wrists, clutching them in his hands. "Watch your mouth, little girl. I am still a prince of Asgard." He spat at her, though Andromeda did not back down.
"You take your hands off me at once!" The bronze princess demanded, yanking her hands away from him. Andromeda's eyes began to water, though it was of sheer frustration not sadness. "I would expect this of Thor," She sneered and at the mention of his brother, Loki's glare intensified, "But not of you." Andromeda looked down and whispered, "Never of you." She took the flower out of her hair and threw at his feet before gathering her gown in her hands and running out of the library.
Andromeda ran through the halls of the palace, tears streaming down her cheeks. She did not know where she was running to, but she did know what she was running away from. The princess' escape was interrupted by her bumping into someone.
The person's hands steadied the petite woman before she could fall. "Princess Andromeda!" Thor's voice boomed out as he looked down at the princess with his usual grin. His smile fell when he caught a glimpse of the tears flowing down her cheeks. He cupped her cheek and furrowed his brows, "What is the matter?"
Andromeda swallowed thickly before stepping away from the oldest prince of Asgard and wiping her face. "Nothing." She muttered, her voice thick with emotion. "I am fine, Prince Thor."
Thor shook his head and took another step towards Andromeda. He cupped her cheek once more and lifted her face upward so he could glance at it. His clear, blue eyes danced across the princess' face with a frown, before his lips spread into a small smile. "I know that is not true, Princess. Your face does not shine as bright as it usually does on this day."
Andromeda bit her lip as tears began to well up in her eyes once more. "I do not want to talk about it." She uttered, her nose scrunching as she sniffled.
Thor frowned and leaned down, his face right in front of the princess'. "I will personally kill and skin whomever has caused the tears in your beautiful eyes and bring you their hide to make into a gown, Princess Andromeda." The golden prince promised, his eyes searching hers.
The princess supposed the promise of violence was supposed to make her feel better, so she tried to smile at the buff prince. "Thank you, Prince Thor."
The golden prince beamed at her and nodded, standing tall once again. He cupped Andromeda's face in his hands and gently swiped the pads of his thumbs under her eyes, wiping her tears. He then offered her his arm, "Come with me princess. I will cheer you up."
Andromeda managed a small smile and wrapped her arm around the prince's bicep, letting him lead her. "Where are we going?" She asked in a small voice, and Thor grinned.
"You will see, little one." Thor told her, patting her hand on his arm. "You will enjoy it, I promise." The two seemed to walk through endless hallways of the palace for a long period of time before reaching gigantic double doors. Thor turned to Andromeda with a teasing smile. "Close your eyes."
The princess furrowed her brows but did what she was told, closing her eyes tightly. Andromeda heard the sound of the door opening before mighty hands fell onto her shoulders. Thor lead the princess forward a few paces before stopping her and Andromeda felt his hands lift off of her shoulders. "Open your eyes." The prince whispered into her ear and Andromeda's eyes fluttered open.
The bronze beauty was blinded by a vision of white and gold. She was in a garden, though it was not the royal garden she was used to visiting. A smile began to spread over her lips and she took steps forward, brushing her fingers over the petals of the flowers. They were the exact same flowers that she had received earlier that day, but they seemed to be more beautiful growing outside in the garden.
Andromeda turned her head to glance at Thor, who was already watching her with a grin on his face. "You sent me those flowers." She declared aloud, a small smile playing on her lips.
The golden prince smirked and raised his hands in surrender. "Aye, it was me."
Andromeda bit her lip to stop her smile from growing, and began to fiddle with her hands instead. "Why?" She inquired softly, looking up at the prince through her lashes.
Thor's smirk dropped and he began to babble, "You enjoy flowers, do you not? You are always in the garden and mother told me that…"
"I do!" Andromeda interrupted Thor's prattling, putting a bronzed hand on his bicep. "I do like flowers." She continued softly. "Thank you, Prince Thor."
The golden prince's grin returned to his face and he covered Andromeda's hand with his own. "Please princess," He started, beaming down at her, "Call me Thor."
Andromeda smiled back at the prince and nodded, adding, "Then you shall refer to me as Andromeda." The two stood in the garden, surrounded by white and gold, staring at each other in complete silence. Thor's hand left Andromeda's and cupped her cheek once more, his thumb brushing over it lightly.
"What?" The princess asked with furrowed brows as the heir to the throne began to chuckle softly.
Thor shook his head with a grin before his eyes danced over her face again. "Your glow has returned," He paused, licking his lips, "Andromeda."