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Chapter 27: Guilty

Cephera stepped into the hot water before Loki. His bath held no scent but had plenty of bubbles. She enjoyed bubbles. She scooped up a handful and blew them off to watch them pop in the air. This was her first real bath with him. She reserved her baths for her own private time as he seemed unable to keep his hands off her while she was naked.
She carefully cleaned his seed off her face as he joined her. "This magic you performed upstairs, it was odd." He said eyeing her.
"I was thinking earlier tonight. There is very little we actually know about each other." She blew anther handful of bubbles away with a shy smile.
"If there is anything you wish to know, you only need but ask." Loki sat back against the side of the stone bath his arms bent up on the ledge.
"I'm holding you to that." She splashed him playfully before settling down. Very few people know about what she was going to tell him. Only the people present the day of its happening. Her father had kept those people tight lipped about everything. "But first I feel I should tell you about this magic. When I was still in my teens I was attacked by a man who wished to merge his magic ability with my own. His ability was to be able to drain a person of their magic, their life force. It's a bit of a blur but there was a battle. I eventually came out on top when I got my hands on him, copied this draining ability and turned it against him." She paused. Even now it made her stomach lurch.
"Did you kill him?" She nodded feeling numb.
"I couldn't control it. Couldn't control the force in which I used it. I killed him before my humanity won over and I passed out cold. When I woke I found it difficult to touch anyone without zapping them. I use the power now only when needed. My sister and father helped me hone it. It took a long time but aside from the power to heal its the only other magic I have mastered."
"You're ashamed?" He didn't sound surprised. She looked down at the bubbles that were slowly popping and dissipating around them.
"I am. I killed someone. I didn't mean to but that makes it no less ok. I understand he would have killed me and my family but still we could have imprisoned him or exiled him. If I had only been able to control it I would not have blood on my hands." She looked at her hands absently.
"Come here." Loki's voice was demanding. She moved forward and he clasped his arms around her and pulled her to lay against his chest. "Don't dwell on such things. You did what anyone would do given the circumstances. You protected the people you care for. Sometimes there are casualties. Your naive, whimsical innocence is what led me to want you. You're not guilty of anything aside from being...human. Which in this case is not a bad thing." His smile made her smile in return.
She rested her head under his chin. "I will always feel the guilt of it. The only difference is I came to terms with it. I was going to shun the power. Pretend it didn't exist but after a while of sapping people unintentionally I realized I needed to embrace it. I now can choose what I target within people."
"Which reminds me, how do you use magic?" Cephera moved her head back to look up at him. She laughed and turned. Her still braided hair made her back visible. It had never occurred to her how much her hair obscured it from his view. "I was touched with this gift from an angel."
She felt his fingers touch her skin where the silvery wings danced beneath. "A magic aurora."
"Myself and my sister both have them. It afforded me the strength to endure magic. But as you know I am still unable to fully produce the best results without firm practice." She sat back so her back rested on his chest. His hands wrapped around her waist firmly.
"I am grateful to the angel who gave you an opportunity to one day meet me." She could hear his smirk.
"How old are you?"
"Does it matter?"
"Not really. But I am curious." He chuckled.
"I have stopped counting but you are looking at a little over 1000." Her mouth dropped open. He was 900 years her senior. "Have I shocked you?"
"Yes." She admitted. "Were you ever married?"
"You will be quite happy to know that aside from you I hadn't bothered getting to know women. Sexual absolution was all I craved, until you." Her cheeks almost hurt with the ear to ear smile she now wore that he couldn't see.
"What makes me so different?"
"I am still asking myself that question. In fact I often wonder why you bother with me. I have killed countless of your kind, sought to enslave them, was once considered a traitor to the people of Asgard and yet here you are. In the embrace of the devil. I am guilty of all the horror stories you have probably heard."
"You made me curious. I wasn't sure if you were playing with me. I naively stepped right into your ploys and looking back now Shiaji was a big help in that direction. I think he saw something I didn't." She shrugged. "I guess we both have pasts that haunt us."
"Yes but only one of us truly regret them. I won't lie. I still revel in the thought of how close I had come to ruling the earth." She turned back around and placed a short kiss to his lips.
"The past is the past." She told him decidedly. Looking at him it was actually very hard to picture him the way he might have looked as he attempted to rule the earth. To picture his expressions or bad assness. He was evil in his own ways but more so teasingly. "What are we?" She said this with her eyes looking to his. She wanted to see his eyes when he answered her.
"You wish me to give us a decided title." He raised his eyebrow but then narrowed them both in thought. "This oddity that has become us, I can only imagine we were put together by fate. I must admit you're not the kind of woman I thought myself to commit to completely but I want nothing more then just that. To subject us to a single word I think soulmates works best." His eyes danced amusingly.
In one moment she smiled wide once more and giggled as she threw her arms about him tightly, crushing her breasts to him in a squeeze that most defiantly was cutting off his air. He detached her gently and pushed her off him to fall back into the water. "Bathe woman before I decide I wish to toy with you again."
She pushed her soggy bang out of her face and began to untie her braid.