The palace was bustling. Slaves and servants scurrying off here and there trying to get things done for the big feast tonight. It was the eldest Prince Thor's names day. This was always an extravagant affair with a day and night full of food, mead, and nobles desperately looking for attention from the royal family. The brothel was closed so that all the slaves could help get everything ready, but would reopen later in the evening.
So far Nikolas had spent the day sweeping, dusting, moving tables and chairs, washing dishes, and setting the tables. He was now carrying food into the spacious room where dinner and dancing would commence. Nik was exhausted, but after he finished with this task, he would have a few hours off to relax.
Nik rushed through bringing in the rest of the food and fled to his room. He hadn't stopped thinking about Prince Loki. The memory of that day in the training grounds haunted his every waking moment. The kindness and companionship the younger prince offered freely confused Nik. Nikolas was unaccustomed to people seeking any but sexual gratification from him.
Nik had been lounging in a nice relaxing bath with oils he had received from a client. Prince Loki still on his mind. He wondered what it would be like to bed the young prince. His pale agile body naked in his bed, raven hair fanned out beneath his head. Nik's hand wandered down his stomach to grip his cock, which had began to harden.
Thoughts of Loki moaning in pleasure and screaming his name soon brought Nik to cumming over his hand and into the water. Nik cleaned his hand off and got out, pulling the plug. He wrapped a robe around himself when he started to hear faint music coming from the ballroom. He still had a few hours before anyone would come knocking on his door. He decided to take a risk.
The party was in full swing. People drinking and dancing. Beautiful nobel women (and even a few men) were gathered around Thor. Desperately vying for his attention. Loki found it all rather tiresome. A few lovely ladies had strolled over to him, only looking to gain favor with the royal family. Loki paid them no mind.
He was trying to figure out how long he had to stay when he noticed a gorgeous red haired women enter the ballroom in a beautiful emerald dress. She hair was kept down with a braid wrapped around her head that fell onto her bosom. Something about her screamed to Loki. The very sight of her sending shocks throughout his body. He must speak with her. He gracefully rose from his seat and sauntered over to her.
"Your elegant radiance is without compare. I would be honored if you would join me for a dance." She blushed as she smiled. "Prince Loki! Good evening. I'm afraid I don't dance." Loki grabbed her hand, bowing down to place a kiss upon it. "My dear, I'm sure a goddess such as yourself is as graceful as you are beautiful. One dance is all I ask."
She smirked at the prince. "Very well, but don't say I didn't warn you my Lord." With her permission, Loki pulled her onto the dance floor. Placing a hand on her hip, Loki led her into a waltz. "May I have your name? You know me, but I fear I am at a disadvantage." "Nikolina your highness."
They continued to dance with Nikolina stepping on the Prince's toes twice before he escorted her to an empty balcony. "I apologise again my Lord. I did try to warn you." Nikolina took in the exquisite formal attire the prince had on. A green and gold long sleeved tunic with tight soft black leather pants that fit in all the right places.
"You did indeed my lady. How is it I have never seen you before?" She turned away to grab the railing and look out at the calm night sky. "I don't attend these parties often." Loki cast an illusion that anyone nearby would see the two of them looking at the sky but unable to hear them.
Loki grabbed her arm and spun her to face him. "Do not lie to me! I can sense the magic around you. The only women in Asgard who have magic is my mother and the healers and I have met the mages in the other realms. Magic leaves a trace of itself behind and I have felt this magic before. Who are you and why are you here?!"
Nikolina gently took Loki's face in her hands and kissed his lips, deepening the kiss when the prince let his mouth fall open. She pulled back still holding his face and looked into his eyes. "I am but a lost lonely soul endeavoring to find the companionship I had not known I had craved. I beg your pardon Prince Loki. I should not have kissed you. Thank you for the most splendid night I have ever had in all of my sad existence." She pushed him away and ran off out of sight.
Nearly a week after Prince Thor's party, Nikolas sat in his room waiting for his client to appear. Ivar, the steward had caught him missing the night of the party and had him whipped. The lashes on his back almost completely healed now. He had been warned to be on his best behavior for his client was very prestigious and had booked him for the entire evening.
~Great. Probably one of the nobel guests left over from the Prince's party.~ There was a knock on the door which Nik hurried to answer. Bowing down, Nik opened the door and gestured inside. "Welcome! I look forward to our evening together. I will satisfy your every need." A man walked passed him into the room.
"I certainly hope so." Nik's heart dropped into his stomach. He knew that smooth velvety voice. Standing up and closing the door, Nik turned towards his guest. "Prince Loki! What a surprise. I was unaware that you took male lovers." Loki crossed the room and grabbed Nik by his chin, forcing him to meet Loki's angry stare. "Change. Now." Nik gulped. "What would you like me to change into your highness? I have an assortment of lingerie as well as some toys."
The prince backhanded Nik, sending him to the ground. "Do not lie or play coy with me! I know it was you! Granted it took me some time to identify whose magic I had felt. My magic reached out to yours that day in the training yard. Since when does a slave have magic and why were you at Thor's party!?" The way Loki said 'slave' made Nik want to cry. Still sitting on the ground, Nik transformed into the woman from the party.
"I am from Vanaheimr and I was born with magic. I would probably be a healer if it wasn't for my red hair marking me a slave. I am sorry for deceiving you my Lord. Since the incident in the yard, my mind has not ceased with thoughts of you. As for the party, I merely wished to know what it would feel like for you to look upon me as someone who was not a slave. I committed the worst crime a slave can commit. Treason against the royal family. I imagine there will be an execution in the morning." There was silence for many moments. Nik remained on the floor still in his female form. "Stand up."
The prince stood intimidatingly tall before Nik. Nik closed his eyes and climbed to his feet, expecting a whipping. "My lord? Where would you like me?" "Change back." ~Of course. He would not want to beat a woman~ Nik was getting weary of these cold two word sentences. He did as he was told. Nik moved towards the bed, stripping as he went.
"I await your punishment your highness." Before he could get his pants off, Loki's hands stopped him. Cold hands trailed up his stomach and chest to cup his face. "I have never known a creature like you. I know not what this magic that binds us is, but I will find out. I do not intend to execute you for your actions. I find myself fascinated by you." Loki pushed Nikolas onto the bed before straddling his wide hips and kissed him.
Soon their kissing got hot and heavy. Nik pulling Loki's shirt over his head and bit his neck. Loki moved down Nik's chest to suck and bite at a nipple, making Nik cry out in pleasure. Nik reached for the Prince's pants, but again his hands were stopped. Loki lifted himself off the bed and pulled his shirt back on. Nik pushed himself up on to his elbows to look at the other man. Blinking back tears and trying to swallow the lump in his throat. ~He is a prince. Why would he want a slave.~
"I can change back into a woman if you prefer. Or I could-" Loki had raised a hand, signaling for Nikolas to cease speaking. "Your gender is not what deters me. I have bedded both men and women. I simply wish to take you for the first time in my bed. I want to see your vivid red hair against my black and green bed sheets. I wish to know how the moonlight from my balcony makes your lovely pale skin glow. I prefer to hear your screams of pleasure, knowing that I am the only one hearing them from the privacy of my chambers."
Nik's cock grew harder with each word Loki spoke. He could not stop himself from brushing his lips against Loki's. Loki deepened the kiss before pulling away and laying his forehead on Nik's. "Next time, do not pick a name so close to your own." Loki kissed Nik again before he turned and left the room.