Unbeta-ed.

WARNING : Non-Con.

When he saw the two warriors at the door, Loki was speechless. 'Very well, I will just have to move my plan to another day. It is impossible to trick them when they are here together,' Loki thought.

"Volstagg, Fandral, you are here. Please, come in," Loki greeted his guests as he made his way into the living area.

"Well met, Loki, I hope you don't mind but I have brought Fandral with me," Volstagg said as they too made their way into the room.

"I'm sure he won't mind, Volstagg. It is not as if the little prince have that many friends to talk to anyway," Fandral said as he followed Volstagg into the room.

Loki narrowed his eyes at that comment but as he gestured towards the sitting area, he said," No, of course not. He is always welcome here as well. Please, take a seat."

"Here, my prince, please seat here," Fandral invited Loki to seat in between himself and Volstagg.

Loki shook his head and replied," It's fine, Fandral. I will just take my place here," as he gestured to the seat opposite of Fandral. But before he could take a seat, Fandral took his hands and pulled him to the seat in between himself and Volstagg.

"Fandral! What are you doing?" Loki yelled in surprise when Fandral manhandled him.

To which Fandral snorted and turned to Volstagg and asked," Is the little princeling afraid of us, Volstagg? What do you think?" Volstagg gave a bellowed laugh.

Loki crossed his arms, his annoyance showed on his face as he snapped," I am not afraid of anyone!" and so he remained at where he was seated.

Volstagg rubbed his large hand on Loki's left thigh and asked," To what do I owe the pleasure of this invite, Loki?"

"Get your hands off me!" Loki snarled as he pushed Volstagg's hands off his thigh.

Fandral grinned and leered at as he snaked his arm around Loki's shoulder," Perhaps he was not satisfied with Hogun's attention and he needed yours, Volstagg."

Loki flung Fandral's arm away from himself and sputtered," What in the blazes are you talking about?"

But Fandral was persistent and he leaned towards Loki to touch his bottom lip with his finger," Such beautiful lips, my sweet princeling." He caught Loki's arm as he tried to swing a punch at the warrior and Volstagg was also quick to restrain Loki's other arm.

Unable to resist himself, Fandral leaned in and kissed Loki on his lips. Loki panicked because he was restrained by two seasoned warriors and he had no way of protecting himself. He struggled against his restraints but they were too strong for him. And when Fandral forced him to open his mouth, Loki bit down on Fandral's lower lip.

"You bastard!" Fandral yelled as he backhanded Loki. Fandral stood up and glared at the prince. Volstagg moved to restrain both of Loki's arms behind his back.

Loki tasted blood on his lips and returned his own glare at Fandral, "You cannot do this. Hogun would not allow this."

Fandral laughed and sneered at Loki, "Who do you think you are? Still a prince? You are a merely a prisoner. Do you really think that Hogun would avenge your honor? I think not."

Silence.

And then, a soft, "Please, do not do this."

Fandral gripped Loki's jaw and snarled, "You should have considered the consequences when you sent that Destroyer after us, sweet prince."

And then Volstagg whispered in Loki's ears, "Give yourself to us and we will treat you gently. Refuse us, fight us, and we will take you, one way or another."

"Never," Loki hissed and spat on Fandral.

But Fandral was ready for that answer, "I was hoping you would say that. I do prefer a feisty bed partner. Bring him to the bed, Volstagg.".

"With pleasure," was Volstagg's short reply as he picked up Loki bridal style and brought him to the bedroom as Loki struggled and tried to call out for help, "Guards, help! HELP!"

"Do not bother, Loki. No one would come," Volstagg smirked and said. Fandral had the brilliant idea to bribe the warriors out front to keep people away from the vicinity for the next few hours.

As Loki shouted profanities at his captors, Volstagg dropped him onto the bed and Fandral bound Loki's wrists and ankles to the bed posts, tore off all of his clothing and left him naked and spread-eagle on the bed.

"Let. Me. Go!" Loki snarled at his two captors. He tried to pull at the binds but they were tight enough that he could not break them.

Volstagg nodded to Fandral and went out of the room so that the warrior would have some privacy to have his way with Loki. Fandral took off his own clothes and climbed onto the bed and straddled Loki's hip.

Fandral leaned over the prince and stroked his right cheek lightly with the back of his palm, "Ai, my sweet little prince. Do you know how much I have wanted you ever since we met?"

Loki turned his head away from the warrior in disgust while Fandral continued softly, "But you were Thor's brother, the littlest prince, the forbidden fruit."

He bit and nibbled on Loki's lower lip lightly and then continued, "The Allfather should have given you to me. I would have done a better job at breaking you." Fandral looked at Loki with a wistful gaze and continued to caress his cheek, "Ai, you would have broken so beautifully under my tutelage."

"Bite me again and I will cut your balls off," Fandral said as he pressed his lips on Loki's and when Loki wouldn't budge, he grabbed Loki's member and gave it a hard tug. Loki gasped in pain and Fandral used that opportunity to attack Loki's mouth.

"Are you ready for me, my sweet prince? I have been waiting for this moment for far too long," Fandral asked as he cupped Loki's bottom and pressed the smaller god's body deeper into the mattress.

Loki gulped as he tried to reign in his tears. He was bound to the bed and was about to be taken like an animal in captive. So he tried to plead with Fandral again, "Please, please Fandral..."

Fandral smirked and said, "Please what, my sweet prince? Did I hear you beg for release? Did you yearn for my touch so much that you need to beg even before I am even inside you?"

But Loki's lips quivered and he said, "Please don't..."

"Wrong answer, Loki," Fandral quipped. He then straddled Loki's hips and move his shaft to the entrance of Loki's hole. In one hard thrust, he pushed his whole length into Loki.

Loki screamed in pain and for Fandral to stop but his pleas were ignored.

"Ai, Lokiiiiiii... I was right. I had imagined that taking you... would akin a burn to the soul... and I was right," Fandral breathed out as he savored the feeling of being inside Loki.

Loki sobbed and Fandral continued to plough into him.

"My sweet... princeling. What wouldn't I give... to claim you as mine... everyday..."

But Loki did not hear him. Loki was numbed by the pain and as he was in a near catatonic state, his mind retreated to what it perceived as a peaceful and intimate moment.

Loki was reading a book on the bed when he realized that he was not alone. Hogun was seated on the bed as well, next to him, and he appeared to be writing in a book.

"What are you doing?" Loki asked as he looked at the warrior with utmost curiosity.

"Sketching," was Hogun's answer.

"You can sketch? That's... strange," Loki said with a quizzical frown.

As Hogun stopped and turned to Loki with a puzzled look, Loki hastily added, "I mean, I have never seen you sketch or draw before." Hogun continued with his artwork.

Undeterred by the lack of response, Loki continued, "So... what are you sketching?"

"..." was Hogun's non-verbal reply.

Loki arched his neck and stole a look at Hogun's artwork and asked in surprise, "Is that me? Are you sketching me?"

Hogun must have sensed that Loki would not leave him in peace until he had a proper look at the sketch, sighed and said, "Come here," as he opened his arms and motioned to Loki to come to him. Loki quickly moved and sat in the warrior's embrace like a child, his head tucked under the warrior's chin. Loki lightly traced a finger on his image on the paper.

It was a picture of Loki as he laid on their bed with a book. "Why me?" Hogun shrugged indifferently and answered, "No reason."

There were a few more finished sketches in the book and Loki turned the pages over to take a look at them. Most of the sketches were of Loki. And he made a face when he saw a beautiful drawing of Sif. The next page was a vague portrait sketch of two people in a warm embrace, with their lips locked in a kiss. There were no facial details on the subjects but it was obvious to Loki who those two people were.

And for some reason, Loki wanted that picture. "May I have this?" he asked softly as his eyes sought out Hogun's.

"What payment would you give in exchange of this drawing?"

"What payment would you have from me in exchange of the drawing?

"How about a kiss?"

"Very well. I shall pay for this drawing with one kiss." Hogun grinned and turned Loki to face him and ...

A painful and vicious slap woke Loki from his memories.

"It is rude to dream while your lover ravages you," Fandral smirked at him.

Loki had to blink the dizziness from his mind and when he did, all he felt was pain but he managed to retort, "You are not my lover."

"So, Hogun is your lover then?"

"No, he is not my lover. He is my minder," Loki looked away, as if he felt ashamed that he had betrayed Hogun somehow.

And Fandral continued with his thrusts until he came in Loki. As he finished, he leaned down and caught a kiss from Loki's reluctant lips until Loki bit him.

"Oww, you whore!" as he backhanded Loki and then sneered at him, "But thank you for giving and sharing your sweet and beautiful body. If I am not all spent, I would take you again and again... and again. Consider that a compliment."

"I did not give you anything. You took me by force," Loki snarled at him.

"Be fair, Loki. Why would you have called Volstagg to your room otherwise? You know you wanted this, Liesmith," Fandral replied as he gripped Loki's jaw to keep his eye contact on him. "I may have called you 'my sweet prince', but please do not flatter yourself. You are a good-for-nothing Jotunn runt. Well, my apologies, you are not a good-for-nothing Jotunn runt. I think you have just proved that you are a good-for-pleasure Jotunn prince."

Fandral gave Loki another long hard kiss and laughed as he went out of the room.

And after that, it was Volstagg's turn and his length was so big that the smaller god trembled in fear with what the other warrior would do to him.

"Arrrghhhh... no, Volstagg, stop, you're too big! STOP!" Loki screamed as Volstagg slowly pushed himself in.

The pain was proved too much for Loki to handle and he blacked out from the ordeal.

When he woke up, he was all alone in his bed. He was still naked and the bed sheet were bloodied. And then he realized that the binds on his hands and legs were gone. His whole body ached with pain and as he moved to stand, he tumbled to the ground.

He whispered a soft, "Hogun..." before he lost all consciousness again.

"Hogun, oh Hogun, where art thou, our dear Hogun?"

Yes, things are currently a little bleak for our favourite trickster, but I promise, Loki's luck will turn somehow and soon...

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