Part 2 of 4

He threw down the papers on his desk and leaned back in his leather chair with a tired sigh. Thor closed his eyes and tried to fight off the sleepiness trying to take over him.

"Tired?" a voice asked mirthfully.

Opening his blue eyes, Thor saw him standing in front of him with a pile of papers in his hands. Dark hair pulled back like always and a smirk lightning up the green eyes.

Thor made an agreeing noise as he rolled his head to the side. "I never knew how much work father had. It always looked so easy."

"The view from a child's eye mostly are." he commented. "They don't know the world like adults do. And parents are seen as equals to God. All powerful. Protective. Impeccable. Perfect."

Scoffing lightly, Thor smiled before he moaned while rubbing his eyes. "It sure looked like that."

The papers hit the table with a thud.

"Let me help you relax." the voice purred.

His chair was pushed back and his thighs apart. Groaning when a mouth landed over his crotch and teeth nibbling and tugging at what it could get. The hot breath went through the fabric and Thor felt himself grow hard.

Hearing and feeling rather than seeing when his fly was opened and fingers reached inside his underwear and pulled his member out. Still somewhat flaccid he took it in his hand and began to stroke it. He worked it until it was hard enough for him to take it into his mouth.

Thor closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, letting him do the work.

It all blurred together: hands, tongue, mouth.

He didn't know when he became fully erect, nor did he care, as he was sucked and wanked masterfully.

Then, he pulled back and ceased. Thor opened his eyes and look down at the pale face which could rival the Cheshire cat. He started again to jerk him, and as he watched he could feel his release building when the hand stopped for a short while before continuing. He did it two more times until Thor was squirming in his seat, knuckles turning white from his grip, and feet digging into the ground to keep himself in check.

When he finally thought he couldn't stand it anymore, he jerked him so fiercely and opened his mouth to catch his release as soon as it hit Thor.

He gasped for breath as his head reeled from his orgasm, and only with half of his attention and half clouded eyes he watched as he licked his lips and wiped away the trail he missed from his chin.

"Thank you for your offering." he purred before putting Thor back and closing his pants again.

Thor leaned forward, put his hand on the back of his head and kissed him deeply. He could taste his release on the tongue and where it would have disgusted him he found it incredibly erotic.

When they pulled apart, he stood up, straightened his suit, and with just a few pulls he looked like he hadn't just pleasured Thor orally.

"Wow." Thor whispered.

"Now that you are able to concentrate again, I would like to discuss the contract with you."

"Contract? What contract?"

He smiled. "I hope you haven't forgotten my contract."

"Oh, no. Of course not." Thor pulled out one of his drawers and started to search for whatever contract he was supposed to remember. It was then his hand stumbled over an old envelope and he knew he had found it. "This right?" He put it on top.

"Yes." he whispered. "If only not for this contract I-"

"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?"

Thor looked up in surprise. "What?" he stared at his secretary who was glaring daggers at him.

"Then care to repeat what I said?" she dared him.

"Um..." he tried to gather his thoughts. "Ah... Ivory is best?"

The secretary faced palmed herself. "That was ten minutes ago. And why did you pull out that old envelope?"

Surprised, Thor looked down at his desk and saw the old envelop with the contract for Hotel Helheim laying in front of him. The discolored edges and preserved seal stared up at him as if asking him what he wanted.

Thor couldn't understand why he had taken it out. He realized that he had had another episode but he had never done something he wasn't aware of. His head spun.

Ever since he got back from that old Hotel he could not forget that man who haunted his thoughts.

"I'm sorry but could you give me 10 minutes?" He asked his secretary, careful with his words so he didn't sound weird.

"Yes, sir." she put away the paper into the folder and left without further words.

Letting his fingers trail over the old paper, Thor couldn't help but wonder what he was about to say.

If only not for this contract I-

"-I would be truly yours." the voice whispered into his ear as arms wrapped around his shoulders and hugged him from behind. He forced himself to understand that it was only an illusion. That man was not there with him. "But I could be." Lips teasingly trailed along his neck and up to his ear. "If you would only burn that contract then I could be eternally yours. Nothing would separate us."

"This is not real."

"It's as real as you want it to be."

"I love Jane. I will propose to her and we will get married. Start a family and grow old together. She's the future I want."

"And yet you long for my touch." fingers ran up Thor's jaw while the other trailed down to his stomach. "You want me so bad that you can't even stop yourself. What you really want is different than what she can give you." he felt his earlobe he nibbled on lightly. "And yet I'm locked away like a dirty secret. No freedom to decide for myself. No way to leave the Hotel. No future for as long as I live."

A kiss burned into Thor's skin as his breathing grew heavy.

"Please..." he begged. "Give me my freedom."

A knock on the door brought him back like he had been doused in water. He still felt dizzy from his daydream but he pulled himself together, cleared his throat, and called out. "Yes?"

The door opened to reveal his secretary. "Ten minutes is up, sir."

Loki smiled to himself as he stood at the edge of the hotel property which only extended to where the shadow of the Hotel lay. He extended his hand only for it to get burned as it hit a barrier.

Skin fizzled and cracked before it started to fall from his hand.

He would have his freedom and he would have it soon.

Just then, the rain started to fall and he walked back into the lobby only to glare at the portrait at the top of the stairs. Not even bothering to be rude to the painted face of his tormentor, Loki made ready to prepare for his dinner when a knock on the front door drew his attention.

He walked over and opened to reveal two hitch-hikers, partly soaked on their shoulders and out of breath.

Loki smiled charmingly as he opened the door for the pair. "Welcome to Hotel Helheim."

TBC