My hope is your fear
Chapter 1: My hope is your fear
When they entered the chamber of the King of Asgard, Loki noticed that the room was very dark and had a oppressive atmosphere. I'm afraid I'm damned, literally. But my punishment probably won't be any worse then dying. Thor turned around to face his brother, as he still called him, and had an awfully ugly expression on his face. Loki knew that face all to well. It was the same expression that Thor had on his face whenever he had some nasty trick up his sleeve during a battle. Just what is he up to, with that stupid chain and the muzzle? Does he want me to kiss his feet? Loki glared at the ceiling, like he always did when he was thinking deeply. I guess I will search for a hide out to contrive a better plan. Loki turned on his heels and went for the door. The movement was so sudden, that Thor was totally caught of guard and the chain was ripped out of his hand. The Jotun went for the door, turned his head around for a mere second to catch a glimpse of the sad expression on Thor's face and came to the decision that he didn't want to wait for the aftermath of his disobedience and hastily left the room. Thor rolled his eyes and sighed. I'm afraid he will have to learn it the hard way... He stepped out of the room too and wondered how long it would take for Loki to realize that they where alone in this wing of the building that was reserved for the King of Asgard.
The public enemy of Asgard decided to hide in the library, since it was big and dark and the last place where Thor would be looking for him. So Loki entered the library and didn't think he would find anything appropriate. Then he saw a cupboard and dropped his shoulders. Just how low can you get to hide in a cupboard? The sound of Thor shouting :''Loki, get here or else!'' dispelled his concern and the silver-tongued Jotun entered his improvised retreat. Just five seconds later and the wooden doors of the library were shattered to pieces. Loki heard footsteps getting closer and closer to his hideout, he heard Thor breathing laboriously and he heard his own heart throbbing in his ears. And then... the footsteps just stopped, only inches away from him, as if Thor was waiting for something, but what? And then Loki remembered that he noticed a shadow and a very sweet smell when he entered the cupboard. He was struck by realization and hurried to get away from the terrible truth that someone was rotting in there. Of course, the god of mischief would never get scared of a mere dead body since he caused many of them among these filthy humans but he was actually scared of the man that probably caused the corpse next to him. Yet, he didn't dare to turn around and face his destiny, he just tried to run to the remaining part of the library door but was stopped mid-way by a harsh pull on the chain that was attached to the collar he got in Thor's room. The desperate fugitive fell on his rear end and panted violently, seeing his life flashing before his eyes and actually being afraid of dying without attaining the age of ten thousand years or anything close to that. Loki wondered whether he would be struck by lightning or tortured before his dead but nothing too painful happened. Thor stepped beside him and pulled on the chain to make Loki get up. ''Why don't you just kill me right now instead of humiliating me, brother?'' Loki's voice was full of despair and he was spitting out that last word in a way that made Thor's heart ache. The response was way too soft for a suspected murderer: ''Because I love you brother. Why do you keep fighting me? I have no malicious intents concerning you''. The smaller mans blank eyes glared into the taller mans affectionate ones. ''Don't try to fool me, there's a corpse in this cupboard and you're the only one capable of of killing someone in consideration of your creepy behavior! Who was that?'' Thor's expression went from gentle to pure madness and he growled. ''It was Tyr. He wanted to torture you and as I didn't respond to that brutality of his he told me he could also rape you for the sake of killing you from the inside! He just asked for it!'' His face went back to the gentle appearance from earlier and he pulled his prey closer, whispering in his ear. ''But don't worry about him, my baby-brother, no one will ever hurt you and no one beside me will ever touch you. Now let's get back to my chamber, you have to rest'' -''I'm neither your brother nor a baby and no one could rest when you are around!'' The god of thunder pulled on Loki's cloak to prevent just another attempt to abscond and looked down on him with half lidded eyes. ''I'm sorry brother, but he that will not hear must feel''. And with these words he touched his ''baby-brothers'' skin, his fingers gave off a very small electric shock and send Loki into Oblivion.
~~~Next chapter will contain heavy smut, I promise ;) ~~