Thor led Loki to their chambers to clean up as Frigga, Sif, and the others dealt with the aftermath. Frigga had fought valiantly but had been overwhelmed by sheer numbers. She'd barely survived the coup, and couldn't stop all of the men from getting to her husband. The one that slew the Allfather would suffer more than any. But that would have to wait. Loki needed tending to.

To the gathered men, Loki looked fierce, wild, and powerful. Only Thor saw the truth of Loki's vulnerability. He smelled his mate's scent, strong despite being masked by the blood of a dead man. Loki was in full blown heat, a fact made evident by his black large pupils. Thor knew, that once again, someone had tried to violate him. Only when they were alone in their private chambers did Thor dare to even speak directly to him.

"Come, into the bath." Thor commanded Loki in his deep Alpha voice. Loki shuddered. His body both comforted and shocked by the soothing familiar voice. He seemed to convulse as if his body was fighting to let down its guard. Nevertheless, Loki obeyed and began to strip off his leathers onto the cold marble floor. Thor filled a cup with water and gave it to Loki. He swished and spat into the sink basin several times, rinsing his face for good measure.

"Brush your teeth, and floss." Thor said. He fought to contain a sneer of disgust thinking about the contents of Loki's mouth. Norns knew the man had enough emotional trauma for one day. No one had told Loki in the throne room that Odin was dead, and Thor was glad for it. Loki was in no state to mourn or handle the criminals responsible, not when his heat was chemically premature. His scent was far more intense than it had been during their honeymoon and Thor knew this was because Loki had finally been breached. Loki could not hide like he used to. Enduring a heat alone now would be far more difficult, but luckily those days were behind him.

"Good. Here, into the tub." Thor said. He filled the tub with hot water and scented oils and salts. He paid careful attention to bruises on Loki's wrists and to Loki's genitalia that appeared to be unmolested. Thor removed his tunic but opted to kneel next to the tub rather than get in with him. He knew Loki should not be crowded.

"Lean your head back for me." Thor said, and poured the lavender shampoo onto Loki's inky locks. He massaged his scalp, and incrementally Loki relaxed his body. The only sounds in the room were of water trickling and splashing with their movements. Thor scrubbed Loki down, massaging him with the cloth and soap.

"It's going to be alright now." Thor said in his alpha voice. Loki needed to know that he was in the protective presence of his mate and that his mate was powerful enough to care for him. Loki looked at him, his eyes full of conflict. Instinct to mate battled the instinct to live.

"Do not worry love. I will not harm you. Let me give you what you need." Thor helped Loki out of the bath and dried him off. He led him to the bed but Loki hesitated to get on it.

"Wait here." Thor said. He went to the drawer and got out the ropes along with Loki's lacy panties and silk stockings. Thor carried all the items back to the bed, which he then climbed on and sat up against the headboard.

"Here love. I'll need your help." Thor said. Loki nodded, looking at his favorite lingerie and the ropes. Loki grabbed the silky stockings and a little smile curled his lips. It heartened Thor to see it. Loki pulled on the soft delicate fabric over his toes and up his ankle before repeating the action on the other. He slipped on his backless panties and then grabbed the rope. He crawled up the bed and tied Thor's wrists to the bedposts, tugging on them to test their strength.

"There now. Do you feel safe?" Thor asked.

"Yes."

"You want my cock little one?"

"Yes."

"Ride me lovely." Thor said. Loki climbed forward into Thor's lap and pressed down without ceremony. He keened and arched his back at the exquisiteness. Loki wrapped his hands around Thor's shoulders and took his pleasure on his husband.

"That's it. Oh Loki. Just like that lovely. You smell amazing. So powerful. Look at you."

"I'm King."

"Yes you are."

"I'm in charge."

"Yes you are."

"Thor! Thor!"

"That's it baby."

"Uh! Thor…" Loki pistoned his body up and down on Thor's shaft as his body searched and fought for release. Thor's whole body was taught. Every muscled strained from the stimulation and friction. His toes curled and his cock swelled. He could feel the knot forming.

"Take me deeper love. Let me fill you full." Thor said.

"Bite me!" Loki cried out and lunged forward to place his neck at Thor's lips. He bit down hard as Loki's hips gyrated. Loki yelled into Thor's ear as he found his release. Thor's fists balled up as his balls spasmed and shot Loki full of seed. Their bodies trembled together as their endless orgasm began. So overwhelmed was Thor that his great strength broke the posts of the headboard. Wood splintered and cracked as Thor's arm pulled free. He wrapped them around his love and pushed Loki back, back, into the mattress. Their tongues slipped and explored, expressing emotion their mouths could not otherwise convey. They would remain so for at least the next 48 hours.

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Soft green satin whirled around Loki's legs as he glided to the throne room. Yard after yard of gentle fabric draped his body. His new crown sat upon his head, noting that he was King, not Queen nor Prince. Thor walked beside him, escorting him arm in arm. Thor's dress was regal but he opted not to wear a crown for this occasion. He wanted the visual to send a clear message to the people. A crown on his head would have confused them.

There was a new addition to the throne room. The throne itself was changed. There now was a double-seater for Loki and his husband. They sat down upon it and Loki kissed Thor's hand in a sweet affectionate gesture before he looked out to the masses. He crossed his legs and displayed a sinister smile. The slit in his dress went all the way up, exposing a creaming leg all the way to the hip.

Where previous Alpha Kings had been popular and powerful, and Beta Kings had been revered and resourceful, Loki the first Omega King of Asgard was delicate and diabolical for he embodied all these traits. And though his physical presence did not loom large on its own, his loving mate more than made up of for this deficit.

"Bring out the prisoners for sentencing." Loki said.

The End