Loki's cruel desires
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Look at the links at the end of this chapter. I finished my Stuttgart Loki Cosplay and took great pictures. And also made Loki video tributes.
About this chapter:
I will upload the MA part on adultffdotnet if you want me to ^^
WARNING: It is still rated M and very brutal. Stop reading if you don't like.
I got inspired by the game where the Frostgiants simply overtake Asgard (yeah, the last event you have to play which is NOT playable, impossible to do...)
Fighting scenes are not really my speciality, so I skip that part.
Oh, and the way how they talk here, in such an old language. I read the Loki comics way to often and got carried away ^^
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Chapter 2: Taking her pride and innocence
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Sif was desperate and for the first time in her life she had no friends in the near, who could protect her from imminent danger. Until now she had always been too proud to retreat from something that was stronger, but now ...
"Thor is banished. You cannot marry any man who had to turn his back on his kingdom." He said almost casually, his arms lifted in an indifferent gesture.
"I'll always be loyal to Thor. I was promised to him, even from childhood on."
Sif tried to convince herself that he was not a threat and she almost succeeded. Loki might have his silver tongue, but physically he was nobody, unless he used his magic.
"Through him, thou had to be a queen. You were always strong and full of ambition to achieve what is rightfully yours. This includes the throne. Do not deny it. I know."
His voice, so cunning and yet affectionate, froze her blood.
"Of course, I cherish the desire of becoming queen, but only to defend the inhabitants of Asgard with my strength."
"Ha! My faith in thy words is weakened. You desire only the power, and nothing else. Just like me ..." he whispered to her coming even closer.
"If you follow my path and are loyal to me, I can give you what you want. Thor is a fool; he was just playing with the people and begs for its observance. But I can help Asgard back to its glory. You only need to be my devoted wife, always and forever."
"Never," She wanted to tear from him, but his grip was stronger.
"Oh, someone is angry? Did thou actually plan to give thy innocence ne'er one? To someone who is only too happy to invite the women to his bed, until he is tired of them and looking for a new stilling of his pleasure?" His hands stroked her form down to her waist.
"Once you carry my heirs inside you, I promise to stay true to your body. Thou knows not how long I have been craving for this. For a goddess, thou art still so young and innocent, barely blossomed. And not only that, thou hast proven thyself as a fighter. The joy that you could give me in bed ..."
"I do not want you, Loki, and you know that!"
Sif again tried to get him off.
"And then what do you desire? Is it the danger posed by Thor? His foolish youth? Or his body?"
He opened his eyes.
"Oh, yes, of course. You think I'm an unworthy. Sickly and weak, relying only on my magic, and my illusions. But I know now that I am more than just a lowly magician."
He pressed her body firmly against the wall, as he closed his eyes and gave in to the darkness inside him.
Sif's heart stopped, as his skin turned blue. His body became more muscular and masculine, and his eyes burned in a bright red, which caused her anxiety. Was he ... a Frostgiant?
"What ... is that magic?" she asked, turning under his grip.
"No magic, lady. Just the truth. A truth that was hidden all these years under a mask that had been given to me. And I never knew that I wore it. But I can finally reveal my true face."
His lips brushed gently over hers and Sif could feel his icy breath on her mouth.
"I could give you everything. With my silver tongue, I will take the throne. It is easy for me. But I have never dared, for thy sake. I was afraid thou might break under the idea that Thor would be sent into exile. But now ..."
His hand sought its way through her clothes and touched her femininity.
"... you are strong enough. Your training forbids you to fail under mental and physical pain. Thou art the only goddess in Asgard, who would be able to stand against a monster like me. The only person who could give me an heir. I know that you're ready for it. That's the reason why Thor's coronation was set on this date. Odin wanted him to choose you to beget a child. But that will no longer be possible. You should use this moment, Sif. Your next chance is still decades away."
He brushed his cheek past her and breathed in the scent of her neck deeply.
"Besides, I have no interest in waiting so long for an heir. So I had to set up everything a little earlier than planned. But fear not. In a few years when our child grows up, you will feel the love, that is due to me."
"Never." She replied curtly, trying to shake him off again, but her efforts were in vain.
"Thou canst not resist me. It would take all the power of the nine realms and the All-Father to stop me from taking you now. Try not to fight back. I know that you are still innocent. Each silent word of your body tells me. Even as an Aesir I am well endowed but in this form ... even for a strong woman like you it could be a painful pleasure ..."
Before she could react, he had grabbed her body. Mercilessly, he yanked her by the arm until he reached the throne room.
"What are you doing?" Sif asked with a trembling voice.
"Something that will please you... A place where we will have a lot of fun for the next few centuries."
He grasped her throat and pushed her onto the throne.
"The guards are busy with the ice giants. It is therefore a very personal moment. Nothing that would bother you any way, once I get started."
Shackles wrapped around her wrists and held them on the golden throne.
"I'll be a gentleman, as I always am. You shall have joy before I take you completely. You are still so ignorant to the pleasures of the body ... It's almost sad ... pathetic ... that such an attractive woman like you hast not yet been explored. But we will correct this immediately."
He ventured down on his knees in front of her and stroked over her armor, the fabric of her skirt. They faded immediately after touching in a golden light, until nothing hid her body in front of him.
He relentlessly pushed apart her knees and held her in position with golden fetters.
To be totally exposed in front of her enemy made Sif shake in fear. She had not the strength to defend herself further. His magic and his body were too powerful.
Nevertheless, she tried everything to escape what awaited her. Words were the only thing she had left.
"I doubt that you have enough knowledge to give me what you want, what I need."
He seemed to read her mind. "You want to negotiate, then? Wish to bet so that I can give thou no satisfaction? If I manage to redeem thyself of your desire, it is allowed for me to take thee? Oh ... well ... This is certainly a game in which I happily indulge. How would it be if we raise the stakes even further? Should I succeed, make you come for ten times, thou shall be my wife and the mother of my child. I am sure that it will not take long ... You are strong Sif ... and so feminine ..."
A spark of hope sprouted in her. Sif's plan had worked. He had taken the bait.
"Well, we'll see what the Prince of Asgard and Jotunheim, Laufey's son has to offer."
His smile was cruel, when he buried his head between her thighs.
She had expected that he would immediately attack her most intimate place, but Loki had decided against this.
He tenderly kissed his way along her thighs, not letting out an inch of her skin, kissed, licked with his silver tongue over her pale skin, gently biting into her flesh.
A shiver ran through Sif. Damn. This, she had not expected.
His touch was so gentle, almost loving. It seemed as if he would worship her body, worship her.
His hands ran along her thighs to her waist. Hard he grabbed her and held in position when he was with his lips to her sweet secret, stroking over it without touching.
Trembling with excitement and fear she awaited his next move.
"Thy womb is made to carry my heirs. It will be my pleasure to fill thee with my seed. I have no doubt that it will take root. Of course you like the idea to carry a child so powerful. Our races united could create a new generation of gods. Mighty, cunning, invincible."
His lips went gently over her abdomen up to her belly button.
"I doubt that you have the ability to redeem your part of the bet," she countered with conviction, "'Tis why I should not have to worry."
"Shut up, you silly woman. I'll show you what I can do." The fingers of his left hand stroked down to her womanhood and he immediately recognized the moisture there.
"There are consequences to lying to me. So pay attention to your words."
Sif tried to concentrate on something else, as he again turned his attention to her abdomen.
"So untouched and pure ... It will be my pleasure to take thy innocence and escort thy body into ecstatic heights thou art still oblivious to."
His fingers stroked gently, tenderly over her femininity. With his thumb he opened her delicate flower and lowered his mouth to it.
Without his desire to give the upper hand, he began tasting it slowly.
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(* If you like the adult part, you have to just say it ^ ^)
She woke to the sound of fabric rustling next to her. Exhausted, she tried to open her eyes and dimly perceived a person next to her bed.
What had happened?
A dull pain ran through her body, starting in her abdomen.
What ...?
"I forbid you to leave my chambers. The guard at the door will prevent it and report any attempt immediately. Believe me, you do not want your punishment." Loki spoke beside her without a trace of emotion in his voice.
He took to the last of his armor and without another word, left the room.
After the door had closed, Sif just lay there, unable to move, unable to think of what had happened last night.
Loki had won the bet, and much more than that...
The fighter never would have expected that he ... Yes, the God of Mischief had a silver tongue, but so far she had always believed that it would be only able to form words, but not ...
Sif rubbed her thighs together and felt of an unpleasant burning sensation. He had ...
Little by little, her memories came back. It had took him less than an hour to ... despite all her fighting and her hatred of what he had done.
She felt tainted and unworthy of what she was intended to be, a goddess of war. In the end she had lost the battle.
Last night Loki had taken more than just her innocence, he had taken her honor as he broke her again and again by the movement of his skilled tongue.
And what followed after that ... He had brought her into his chambers, finishing what he had started slowly and gently. Something no one had expected it from him…Loki, the liar, the trickster.
What desire had burned in his eyes, when he had caressed her thighs with fingers and tongue? He pined for her body. And Loki got it last night many - many - times until she had no longer been able to stay sane.
Such a desire she had not expected from the otherwise very shy Loki. As if he had burned for centuries to take her. And perhaps he had.
First, in the bed with his body on her, then pressed against a post of the bed until her legs gave away. And in the large pan of pure gold. Then leaning against a wall of the bathroom and then again on his office table until she finally was still in bed and the lust of the conqueror left nothing of her innocence. He had destroyed the last remnants of purity from her body while he took her with all his strength like an animal, preparing her to conceive.
And then ... so much more ...
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"Were you able to satisfy your cravings last night?" Laufey asked, after they had made sure that Asgard's strongest warriors were locked safely in their prison cells.
"It has given me the greatest satisfaction. And I am eager to explore this woman even further."
Just the thought, letting the icy blood pulsing through his veins.
"Did you have your true form under control? Not that your toy will harm all too soon."
Laufey did not care about the welfare of this little whore, but when Loki was distracted by her, he would not notice which plan was spun behind his back.
"She survived the night and ..." he stopped. "I will send a healer to her." His lips curled into a lecherous grin. "After all, she should be ready for me again in a few hours."
"Do you intend to use her as a breeding mare? I heard that she is ripe. Your race may not necessarily be happy about a bastard as heir."
Loki's grin only widened. "I do not know where the problem should be. This new race could have extraordinary powers that can be useful to us. And with the proper education, the child will not be certainly encouraged to heroic deeds."
Laufey took these words seriously and investigated further.
"Women like her were reason for the fall of kingdoms. Keep her on a short leash."
"Are you speaking of sentimentality? Or even love? Nonsense, arisen from childish despair. I harbor no such feelings for her. If then there is only hatred and a desire to destroy and torture."
Laufey tilted his head slightly to the side and one could see the mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"Now this is how a man of our people talks."
He dodged to the side and made a gesture.
"Then I do not want to bother you in your duties."
When Loki had left the room, Laufey was still standing in the same place. His son became more like him even now, in cruelty and desire. The connection of a Frostgiant with another breed to create something much more powerful ... This idea was not foreign to the king. Finally, many centuries ago he too had chosen a woman of a different race to procreate with her a child of incredible power and cunning ... And even before he was permitted to see his creation, it had been robbed ...
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When the door opened again, Sif winced. He was already back? Greedy for ...
But when she saw the frail old man, she breathed out deeply. He was drawn by a fight that could hardly be a few hours ago.
"Prince Loki has sent me to examine your body and cure, if possible."
'So that he may be able to use it again when the night comes', she finished in her mind knowing that this had been the exact mission.
"He told me to look for signs of..." The man paused, struggling with himself
"I know. Fulfill your duty and do not worry. Thor will come back and save us. Take you in no danger for my well-being." Mustering her last bit of honor, she stood up and bared so her still naked body.
Sif had not dared to look in the mirror. And perhaps it was a good thing because the tears in the eyes of the healer showed the extent of her injuries.
"Lady, I will do my best to make you feel better. Even though it will be short-lived," he added softly, but audibly.
"For now ... I will admit a bath with herbs and potions that cause a rapid healing of the body and wash you from everything unclean."
As she watched the man Sif did not dare to let her eyes wander down her body. Too great was the fear and the horror of the last night's memories.
And when the young woman was in the water and eventually the healer sang his songs, she felt the exhaustion and a restful sleep come upon herself, and was released through the magic of gruesome images and nightmares.
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"Lady?"
Sif laboriously opened her eyes and realized that she was back in bed, changed sheets draped over her body.
"Your injuries are now healed completely. I wanted to wake you when I leave, so waking does not put you in a shock."
The shock when he stepped through the doors.
Sif listened to the healer without focusing much attention on his words. There was something else which she was now made aware of.
"You know it, right? So, tell me. Unawareness is not a bliss for me."
The healer paused and hung his head. His bony hand laid comfortingly on her arm."Lady ..."
Sif took a deep breath and prepared herself to the cruel truth.
If Loki had actually been able to father a bastard ...
"You carry his child in you."
Then the tears began to flow, she had held back all the hours.
"Get out!" Sif cried furiously and in a blind panic. When the man still did not move, not sure if it was better to give comfort or escape, she struck at him. "Get out! Get out!"
"I'm sorry, my Lady ..." he finally said before he quit the room and left her broken form.
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"Do you have good news for me," asked Loki with an anxious tone.
The healer nodded and turned his gaze to the floor, beaten.
"Yes, my king."
"Wonderful. Then I will now consult my wife to bless her with... congratulations."
The wise old man turned away. He had completed his mission by delivering the message.
Loki did not care about the audacity of the servant. Now there were more important things he had to think about. It was a miracle. The Frostgiant never would have thought that his hopes and plans would be fulfilled so soon.
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Even the sound of his shoes on the stone floor caused her fear of death.
"I've heard that there is some welcome news. I knew that your body would not refuse his service. In just a few months your body will bear my heirs."
"Please, you've got me already disgraced enough. And your 'job' is fulfilled. It would be beneficial if you let my body rest."
Loki went up to her and shook his head as a grin spread on his lips. Oh, there was this male pride ... He felt deepest satisfaction, now that she was pregnant.
"But I just want to make sure that my offspring is protected well and in good health."
He sat down beside her on the bed and pulled the covers down.
Sif did not resist, it was pointless anyway.
"What do you want? Take me again? It will not change my conditions."
"Maybe later ..." He licked his lips. "But first I want to know if there is actually an heirto the throne." His fingers brushed over her bare belly. "I'll know what is being hatched in you. Each magical signature is unique. And it resonates with the soul of the creator." He closed his eyes; putting his hand flat on her stomach.
Sif also refused to show only one emotion. Maybe ... if it was a daughter, ...
"Oh, no, even if it would be a girl, I could never deprive you of your duty. You think, I'm so old-fashioned?"
He lay down beside her, without removing his hand from her groin.
"You are the best example that a girl can become a great fighter."
Sif said nothing, so he continued.
"No matter how big your concerns are, you will deliver this child, I will make sure of that." Loki closed his eyes and concentrated. "And now we will see what ..." He paused.
Sif was eagerly awaiting the next words. She wanted no offspring with him, but ...
Loki opened his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had just been struck with a hard blow. "In Valhalla ..." He pulled his hand back and stared at her belly. "So strong ..." The admiration - and enthusiasm - was clearly visible in his eyes. "The child is so mighty that I can only perceive a concentration of power."
Sif looked up at him, she had to.
"I had expected ... that my child would be strong, but ..." He paused for a few seconds, still not able to understand what he had just felt. Then he turned to her, his eyes glassy and full of desire. "I knew you'd be the perfect woman for me." His other hand went up to her neck as he rubbed his groin on her thigh. "We will have many children, so powerful and full of magic ..." He sighed softly as he thought about it. "But ..." His other hand moved up and down her stomach. "I cannot feel what it is going to be. We must probably have to wait until the birth. If even the Father, cannot perceive the energy and the signature completely ..."
His lips traveled along her neck. "Sif, you make me so very proud. Our child will surpass everything. So magical, strong and invincible. Your body incubates the perfect leader. My heir ..."
"I will never deliver your child. I'll find a way to rid myself of your depravity." Sif's voice was full of hatred.
But Loki shook his head and gave her an amused smile. "Oh, no, thou aren't. I forbid it. Our child is a miracle and you will not destroy it." He let his clothes disappear and pressed himself against her naked body. "I will reward thee richly, if thou fulfill thy mission." His hand went down to her womanhood.
"And I know you like that. Perhaps enough to change your mind. And if the first child is born, then you will certainly have nothing against more offspring."
"I would never accept those bastards."
"Oh, who speaks here of bastards? They are children of a highly respected warrior of Asgard, and the heir of Jotunheim. Our descendants will be acknowledged and respected. Once they leave your body, they will be worthy of kings. So ..."
Loki lay down on her and ran his hand down to her groin to insert his manhood.
"You will do what I say, because ..." His hand went down to her sweet secret, and provoked it. "... I have thee completely in my power."
"I will never bow to your absurd wishes."
Loki laughed gleefully. "Oh yes ...thou will .."
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