Fallen Angel

Chapter Two: First Time

Heimu/Loki = OTP.

I own my own twisted plot, not the characters themselves.

I'll be using Italics for Loki's sex on this chapter.

- Loki.

"What are you doing?!" Loki asked as he ducked and avoided Heimdall's swing of the weapon. "What are you?!"

Heimdall cackled as he swung the weapon around randomly, the boy dodging the attacks. "What are you doing?" he laughed, enjoying the taste of fear in the air. "What are you so scared? I thought you wanted those wings gone...!"

Loki found himself against a wall and Heimdall was enjoying this moment. "Stop! Please stop! I'll..." The angel was getting desperate. He blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "I'll do anything for you!"

Heimdall traced the tip of the sword along the angel's jawline. "Shall I believe the words of an angel?" he asked, seeing the boy as a threat, a minor threat, but a threat none-the-less...

"I'll do anything. ...I promise." the angel sobbed, as he was only standing because the strings of Fear were holding him up like the sad marionette he really was.

Heimdall thought about this offer. It was such a great feat, especially since an angel had declared defeat to him, a vampire prince. "...Show me your abilities. I'll judge whether or not to keep you as a slave on your loyalty to me."

Loki nodded slightly, as the other was quite fearful when he spoke. "....Of course." he shakily answered, wondering what he should transform into. Unlike the other angels of Asgard, Loki was born of a Angel and a Demon. He took after his demonic father, but stayed in Asgard because of his mother. A halfling like himself was able to transform his body into any form he desired, but only Loki was able to change sexes. If he truly wanted to, he could walk around as a woman for the rest of his life.

"Don't keep me waiting." Heimdall said as he pushed the metal into the boy's cheek, only enough to break the skin. Loki cringed at this. "What do you want to see?" he asked, "I can't perform my ability if I cannot grasp what you want to see."

"I doubt you'll be able to do it."

"Try me."

"Alright. A long-haired woman, roughly around twenty-five at age, and a medium bust." Heimdall requested, as he believed the other couldn't do it.

"Please remove the sword, and I'll do it." Loki said, eyes watching the sword lower to the other's waist. "Thank you."

Loki closed his eyes and a thick fog appeared in the room. It thinned out as a young woman appeared in Loki's place, arms over her naked chest. Two tiny demonic wings flapped vibrantly as the woman opened her emerald eyes. "Is this suitable for your tastes?" she asked, twirling a lock of long reddish-brown hair around a finger.

The vampire's eyes nearly popped out his skull when he saw this woman. Was this part of the angel's ability? "Are you still the angel Loki?" he asked, placing the cold sword on the girl's shoulder.

"...Former angel. But yes, I am still Loki." she said bitterly. The woman shivered as the metal touched her. "May I ask you to remove the sword from me? It is rather cold.."

Heimdall dropped the weapon and pulled the woman close. "You may be my favorite so far, little Loki." he said as he draped his arms around the angel, who cringed at the thought of serving the man. "You are quite beautiful in this form. I might keep you like this."

Loki's cringe grew as Heimdall spoke of keeping him as a woman. "Please, don't." Loki groaned. The Trickster could only go so far with his facades, and right now she wouldn't walk around as some woman to suit Heimdall's tastes.

"Get dressed. I assume you know how to cook." the prince said as he shoved the female into a room.

"What in the name of Odin...? Blouse? No... He must be kidding." Loki shuddered as she looked at the closet. "Well, I needed practice anyways..."

After a little while of struggling with the clothes, Loki came out, fully dressed as a woman would. Of course, the angel would not even fit into the men's clothes if she had the angel's wings. Loki had to get rid of the little wings and walk around like a human. It was hard, since humans were so ditzty.

"Augh... I can't cook." Loki groaned as she read through some ancient recipes. "These are too hard! Can't he just buy cereal?" she whined, tossing out a few prehistoric eggs. "It's not like I'm allowed to cook anyways..."

"Oh, you cant?" the pale boy said as he noticed Loki's whining. Loki had jumped when she heard the voice. Again, she couldn't hear Heimdall sneak up on him.. er her.

"No, I was never allowed to... I tried to set a few guys on fire lots of times before I learned how to." Loki blushed. It was true, she was a bit of a pyromaniac. "Also, I stopped a man from returning to Asgard to kill me.. His deal with my daughter was for every creature in Asgard must weep for him. I wouldn't allow it. since I knew he was going to come back and kill me."

"You have children?"

"Four. The Midgard Snake, the goddess of the underworld, the untamable wolf.... and Odin's favorite horse." Loki said as she crossed her arms and averted her gaze. "I was once a married man. Now I'm only an exile."

Heimdall smirked as he pulled Loki close. When Loki finally felt comfortable with the man, she heard "Get on your knees."

As a slave, the angel had to do as told. Loki knelt down and looked up at Heimdall. "What task do you have for me?" Loki asked, fighting back the tears. As an angel, and as a man, Loki was loved by all, and the best example of a playboy known around Asgard, but as a human, and a human girl no less, Loki was no one. Only a slave to a man's wishes.

Heimdall managed to find what Loki feared most and unbuttoned his pants. "You will work here. And since you have no true use to me, you will be my sex slave specifically in this form..

"Heimdall... I would rather be a man if you used me for such practices." Loki mumbled, "I fear that a fifth child would be far too much for even I to handle."

The vampire slapped the angel. "I will do as I want and how I want it to be done." Heimdall told Loki as the Trickster sobbed at the stinging pain.

Some grasp for escapism had Loki started doing as the man desired. Heimdall was grasping the kitchen's counter, the vampire had his hips out as Loki continued to suck on him. "A-Ah-Ahhh... Fuck it, I'm gonna-"

Loki pulled out of Heimdall. "No. We're not done yet." the sweet woman said, as the angel got up on her feet. He grasped Heimdall's shoulders as she wrapped her legs around the vampire's waist. "Don't you dare say you're coming," Loki warned, "It's not fair to me if you do it first. It's my first to a master."

It was like fire on ice. Loki's body was heated, warm and comfortingly wet. Heimdall had no clue how this was how real sex went. He wanted to release everything he had built up, but something told him he shouldn't until he was really at his peak of passion.

Loki shivered as she went down on the vampire. "Y-you're f-fr-fre-freezing!" she squeaked as she shivered and roughly unbuttoned the man's coat and shirt. "You're cold... yet arousing."

Heimdall had no clue why he was allowing a mere slave to control him like this, but it felt good. He moaned as he felt Loki begin to finally move on him and it was an amazing sensation. He felt the other's need to push off him with those slim hands. "Loki.. I'm gonna.."

"No! H-hold it inn..." the trickster shakily moaned, "J-Jusst a l-li-little lonnngerrr!"

"I can't!"

"Heimdall!"

The vampire collapsed as he came, Loki held close to the man as her body also climaxed. The two were a crumpled mess once it was all over. Heimdall's gloves had fallen off mid-way, his clawed hands were grasping at the angel. "Loki... Loki... Loki..." he repeated, ignoring how Loki's long skirt was the only thing covering the obvious evidence of sex.

Loki had fallen asleep from the release and panted as the vampire held the fragile body. "....Thank you..." Loki whispered, comfortable with the cold vampire.

A tall figure entered the kitchen and dropped the dishes. "What the hell?!" he asked, twitching.

"Go away Freyr. It's not what you think." Heimdall sighed, Way to ruin a goddamned moment, you retard. he thought as he ran a hand through his hair, lounging on the floor as the other's legs moved and simply squeezed his sides.

Freyr pulled the drapes closed and shrugged. "It's not my fault you're so intimate with..."

"Loki."

"With Loki. Is she a new servant I missed while I was asleep?"

"Yes, she is going to be of use for express purposes." Heimdall informed, composing himself a little as he tucked his shirt in from under Loki. "I found out the hard way that she can't cook. So, you're cooking for another person now."

Freyr left the room after picking up the glass fragments and uttered "Not more... I can barely cook as is..." as he left.

It's true. Read his Wikipedia page, as well as other Norse Mythology sites. He can change into a woman.

There will be more... I promise.

- Loki.