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Stranded
Veles yawned as he stretched, holding the two bare forms at his sides tighter. After a moment, Sif and Val began to kiss the sides of his neck as each of them reached down to one of the two morning wood erections standing proudly for them. He let out a slow breath as they began to stroke his erections, then turned his head, kissing them both good morning. Both of them spent several minutes stroking him slowly, teasingly, and kissing him before moving down and each wrapping their lips around one of his erections, bobbing their heads quickly. Veles groaned, enjoying their ministrations for several minutes before groaning out a warning, only for both to drop their heads, allowing him to finish in their mouths as they swallowed every drop. They bobbed their heads a few more times to ensure they'd cleaned him off as well as using the last few drops to help lubricate him before straddling him together, pressing against each other before sinking down onto him, his members sinking easily into them. Both moaned as he stretched them, then began to ride him quickly, their tongues dueling as they kissed hungrily and desperately. Veles groaned as he thrust up into them in time with their drops, watching them make out above him. Finally, he sat up, reaching between them to knead one of each of their breasts as well as attaching his lips to the side of Sif's neck, sucking harshly at the sensitive flesh of her pulse point. Finally, after a few more minutes, Sif and Val pulled back as they began to quiver around him, Veles beginning to swell inside of them in preparation of his own release.
Val reached over Sif's shoulder to kiss Veles, and a few moments later, both dropped hard, Veles grunting as their insides clamped down around him, sending him flying over the edge. His erections erupted inside of them, filling them both. As he began to soften, slipping out of them, they kissed each other again, then both kissed him as he stood. He headed into the bathroom to relieve himself. But as he stepped into the shower to clean himself up, Val and Sif stepped in to join him.
"You need to be careful," Miss Minutes warned them. "A lot of the less dangerous Nexus Events the TVA has responded to recently have been traps by a Variant to kill the TVA's Minutemen. There's a possibility the Variant will come after the three of you."
"Let them," Veles snorted. "We can handle some random Variant."
"It's not some random Variant," Miss Minutes said seriously. "It's a Loki Variant. An especially skilled one."
Veles frowned, nodding. "We'll be careful."
Miss Minutes nodded and disappeared just as the nine-tailed fox pup, Snowball, yipped up at Veles, standing up and stretching its front paws up to his stomach. He sighed, scooping Snowball up as its mother, Xue, Chinese for "Snow", walked over, nuzzling Snowball's stomach for a moment before pressing her head against Veles, who hugged her head for a moment before releasing her and letting her take Snowball.
"So, should we train today?" Val asked.
"I'm feeling like having a lazy day of drinking and getting to hold the two of you," Veles said.
"I can agree with that," Sif smiled, taking his hand.
Val smiled, nodding, and they headed to her room, grabbing several bottles and cuddling together on the couch. However, after about two hours, just as Veles and Sif lay down with Veles' hands kneading Sif's breasts as Sif's right hand was inside of Val's pants and her left was inside of Veles' stroking his once-again single erection, a siren began to shriek overhead.
"Oh for fuck's sake!" Veles groaned, pulling back from Sif as she took both of her hands back.
"Miss Minutes, what's going on?" Val sighed.
"Someone bombed the Sacred Timeline!" Miss Minutes shouted. "There are dozens of branches forming! We need you to help Prune them!"
"Oh shit!" Val swore, all three sprinting for the armory.
"Fuck, look at them all," Veles breathed, staring at his TemPad as he quickly yanked his armor on and grabbed his Time Stick.
"It's going to be all hands on deck," Sif said. "They must be pulling basically everyone."
Veles stopped. "I bet it's the Loki Variant."
Val nodded. "Makes sense. You guys ready?"
"You two go," Veles said. "I need to check on something."
The other two nodded, opening Timedoors for themselves before running through. Veles turned, running toward where their secluded area connected to the rest of the TVA.
"Miss Minutes, lead me to the Time Keepers!" Veles said, Miss Minutes appearing at his side. "The Loki Variant bombed the Timeline as a distraction to force us to leave the Time Keepers unguarded!"
Miss Minutes nodded seriously, and quickly led him through a maze of hallways and passages. Finally, they reached a set of golden elevators and Miss Minutes had him ride them up. At the top was a darkened chamber with a stone floor and the Time Keepers seated in thrones on the far side.
"What are you doing here?" the central one asked.
"Someone's trying to assassinate you," Veles said. "We were making sure they hadn't arrived yet."
"As you can see, they have not," the one on the left stated.
"If you are concerned, feel free to guard the elevator from the outside," the one on the right offered.
"As one of our special forces, you would be more than capable of protecting us," the central one stated.
Veles bowed slightly and stepped back into the elevator, starting it down. As he descended, however, he heard voices. Two were shouting, but after a minute, there was a telltale hiss of someone being Pruned, then silence. After a moment, however, he could hear two voices speaking, though they were distorted enough between the elevator doors and the floor of the elevator, and he couldn't understand what they were saying. He narrowed his eyes, tugging his mask and hood up, then pulled his Time Stick off of his back, extending it to full length and extending its blade before activating it. Finally, the elevator reached the bottom.
"But now I see you have a lack of vision," a male voice said, Veles groaning in his head.
"A Loki," Veles grumbled.
The elevator doors opened as the Loki Variant was walking forward to fight a female who was wearing a black cloak, a black and green outfit, holding a green-bladed machete, and a gold circlet with a pair of horns, one broken off.
"-you can come with me..." Loki stopped, staring at Veles as he stepped out of the elevator, well within striking distance of the female.
"Two Lokis," Veles grumbled.
The girl spun, slashing, only for Veles to catch her arm, then slam a kick into her side, hurling her into Loki, who caught her, eyes wide with surprise.
"You had a good plan," Veles commended. "I'm assuming it was hers. But unfortunately, you didn't know I exist."
"We can take him," Loki growled, drawing a pair of thin knives.
"Who are you?" the female asked.
"Doesn't matter," Veles said. "Bring it on."
Both narrowed their eyes, then charged. The girl struck first, a leaping, overhead slash, only for Veles to deflect the blade, then stab at her with the blade. Before he could land the blow, Loki deflected it and stabbed at him. Veles deflected Loki's stab at his wrist, then spun, slamming the side of his Time Stick into his back, using it like a blunt weapon and knocking him into the girl, only for her to shove him out of the way and lunge for Veles, only for him to slam a push kick into her chest, hurling her backward into the wall again.
"Okay, maybe he's good," Loki admitted.
"Who are you?" a female voice off to the side demanded.
"Relax," Miss Minutes said, appearing between the handful of TVA employees and Veles. "He's TVA. One of the most elite Hunters, so much so that he works alone and so often on the more dangerous branches that no one knows he exists."
Veles turned back to the two Loki Variants just as the male used a TemPad he'd stolen from the female to open a Timedoor under them.
"Oh no you don't!" Veles snarled, dropping through after them.
He landed on his feet, standing on a bed over the two Variants, but before he could Prune them, the Timedoor over them closed and the two Variants' arms snapped up, a blast of green energy exploded into Veles, hurling him backward into the wall. He pushed himself up, dusting himself off, then lunged as the other two did the same. He deflected the girl's machete, spun around Loki. He slashed at Loki, tried to Prune the girl. He ducked under a blast of energy, avoided a punch, kicked the girl, slashed at Loki, caught an attempt to stab by trapping the arm in his armpit, blasted the girl, kicked Loki. Then, he stopped.
"What was..." Loki breathed.
Veles stared at his smashed TemPad, then the hole in the floor below him where the object that had grazed and smashed his TemPad had punched into the floor.
"Where did you send us?" the girl demanded, snatching up the TemPad Loki had dropped, only for it to report that it was out of power.
"Leave it to a pair of Lokis to fuck things up," Veles grumbled.
"Don't call me that!" the girl snapped. "My name is Sylvie!"
"Alright, Sylvie," Veles said. "Hand me the TemPad so I can recharge it."
Loki snatched the TemPad, which vanished instantly.
"Seriously?" Veles asked flatly.
"Your TemPad is broken," Loki said. "You can't Prune me, or else you're trapped...wherever we are."
Veles opened his mouth, then frowned, turning to the door of the small shack they were in. He stepped outside and swore harshly.
"Lamentis One, twenty seventy-seven," Veles said, storming away from the shack. "Of all the fucking places we could go!"
"I don't know what that means!" Loki shouted over the sound of the chunks of stone raining from the sky.
"The moon that planet is about to crash into and destroy!" Sylvie snapped, pointing at the massive, green planet that had been knocked out of its orbit. "Of all of the apocalypses saved on that TemPad, this is the worst!"
"Just run!" Veles snapped.
They sprinted across the crater they were in, avoiding falling debris the entire way.
"No one makes it off of here!" Sylvie shouted, then grabbed Loki by the arm, yanking him out of the way of a meteor.
"I'm sorry, madam!" Loki snapped. "I didn't exactly have time to scan the brochure!"
Loki and Sylvie ducked under a massive dump truck for cover, only for Veles to continue toward a much thicker and more sturdy metal building, one which was currently withstanding the falling debris. He sprinted to it without much issue and threw the door open, diving inside just ahead of a meteor. A moment later, Sylvie and Loki both followed. Veles pulled his TemPad off, taking the smashed screen off and trying to see if he could fix it by duplicating its parts, but enough of it was broken that he wouldn't be able to make it work. He'd tried duplicating a TemPad before, but while it could turn on, he couldn't connect it to the TVA, talk to Miss Minutes, or open Timedoors with it. This would end up being the same. He sighed, tossing the TemPad in a garbage bin beside him.
"What are you doing?" Loki asked.
Veles turned, seeing Sylvie standing with her hands cupping his face and her own face a few inches from his own.
"What are you doing?" Sylvie asked.
"You're wasting your time, Sylvie," Veles said. "You can't Enchant another Loki. I've tried."
Sylvie shouted in frustration, drawing her sword. "Give me the TemPad!"
"Enough," Veles sighed. "Let's just escape from Lamentis. Then I'll Prune you both after."
"No, I'll kill you both, then," Sylvie corrected him, then sighed. "But you're right. None of us are getting out of here alone. He's got the TemPad and he needs us to recharge it."
"Fine," Veles nodded. "Now come on. Let's get out of here before something lands on this mining shack and kills us all."
The others nodded, and they all left the shack, quickly heading up out of the crater. Sylvie took the lead, and as they walked, Loki talked constantly, asking what the plan was, where they were heading, and asking why Veles served the TVA, as well as why he renamed himself Veles when the actual Veles god was a dick.
"So you changed your names," Loki finally said when Sylvie and Veles both had to remind him for the third time that they no longer went by Loki. "Brilliant."
"It's called an alias," Sylvie said.
"It's not very Loki-like," Loki scoffed.
"Oh yeah?" Sylvie asked. "And what makes a Loki a Loki?"
"Independence," Loki said arrogantly. "Authority. Style."
"So, naturally, you went to work for the boring, oppressive time police," Sylvie countered.
"No, that's me," Veles said.
"I don't work for them," Loki said. "I'm a consultant."
"You don't know what you want," Sylvie accused.
"No, he doesn't," Veles said.
"Says the Variant of the three of us that gave up entirely and just became a grunt," Loki scoffed.
Veles snorted. "Grunt, he says. I'm not a grunt, Loki. I'm special forces. They send me on missions too dangerous for the normal forces, like when Thanos killed the Avengers, or when Hela killed you and Thor, or when Ultron took over the entire planet."
"Who?" Loki asked.
"Are we supposed to be impressed?" Sylvie asked.
"Thanos had five our of six of the Infinity Stones, Hela is the Asgardian Goddess of Death who only died when Surtur destroyed all of Asgard, and Ultron controlled thousands of bodies made out of Vibranium," Veles listed.
"Sounds fun," Loki said.
Veles spun, slamming a fist into his gut and dropping him to the ground before holding the blade of his Time Stick to his throat. "You listen here, you little shit! My friends died fighting them! Hela killed one, who then sacrificed herself to ensure Hela was Pruned, and Ultron killed TWO of my best friends! If you had been there, you wouldn't have lasted a SECOND! You're weak, undisciplined, and arrogant! You may think you're the greatest thing ever created, but you're worthless! If you didn't have the TemPad, I wouldn't even Prune you! I'd cut your legs off and leave you here to die!"
Loki's eyes widened as Veles stormed away from him, putting his Time Stick away. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to belittle their deaths. I...I've never had friends."
"You could have," Veles said, turning and pulling out one of his duplicated daggers, tossing it to the ground at Loki's feet. "Recognize that?"
Loki frowned, shaking his head.
"It's a dagger given to Loki by Thor, the last time he ever truly trusted Loki," Veles said. "The Dark Elves attacked Asgard and kidnapped Thor's girlfriend, who had become the host of the Aether. Thor gives that dagger to Loki when they go to fight the Dark Elves together, as a sign of trust. Instead, Loki fakes his death and sends Odin to Earth, where Odin ages and dies while Loki takes his place as the King of Asgard. Hela rose because of Loki, Thor never truly trusted Loki again, and in order to prove that he's changed, Loki commits suicide by trying to kill Thanos. That dagger is a symbol of Thor's trust, but it's also a symbol of Loki not deserving it. It's a symbol of Loki's betrayal. That's why Loki uses daggers. It's easier to stab someone in the back when they don't see the blade coming."
He pulled the knife back to himself with his telekinesis and continued walking. Conversation remained nonexistent for a long time after that. They passed through an abandoned town, where Loki asked if a glowing neon sign could charge the TemPad, and Sylvie made a show of checking its coupling to see if it could connect. However, despite his obvious lack of knowledge about how the TemPad worked, Loki didn't fall for Sylvie's show and refused to hand over the TemPad. Finally, they reached a small shack in the middle of nowhere, and they approached the door silently, Sylvie drawing her sword.
Loki caught her arm. "Brute force is no substitute for diplomacy and guile."
"Noted," Sylvie smiled, shrugging off his hand before kicking in the door.
A moment later, a concussive blast slammed into her, hurling her away from the shack. Veles rolled his eyes.
"It's remarkable that you ever made it as far as you did," Loki commented. "Sorry about that."
"Don't be," the aging woman inside the house said. "I enjoyed it."
"Oh," Loki chuckled. "So did I. But I assure you, despite my acquaintance behaving like an animal, uh, we mean you no harm. We're merely weary travelers."
"Sure you are," the woman said.
Veles smirked, enjoying the woman's alertness and attitude. Then, he sighed as Loki cast an illusion on himself to disguise himself as a man from a picture inside of the house. Loki grinned at Veles, who shook his head in disgust and annoyance.
"Hello, dear," he said in a wavering voice as he stepped into the doorway.
"Patrice?" the woman asked.
Loki nodded, affecting a convincing, happy crying. "It...It's been a long time. You're as beautiful as I-"
The woman blasted him, and Veles snorted. "Patrice never said a thing that nice in thirty years! You're no travelers, you're devils."
"Which one was that?" Sylvie asked Loki. "Diplomacy, or-"
"Don't," Loki said, flipping his hair out of his face. "Don't."
"They really are the worst, aren't they?" Veles asked, holding his hands into the doorway. "Don't shoot me, please. I can sympathize with shooting them, but I just have a question."
"Ask," the woman said. "But when I see you, I'm shooting you, too."
"Fair enough," Veles said, leaning against the wall just beside the door. "We have something that can get us off of the planet, but we need to recharge it. The problem is, it requires a massive power source. Is there anything like that around here?"
"No," the woman said. "The only big power station is three days walk away. A full day's ride."
"I see," Veles frowned, thinking back about what he'd read about the apocalypse they were trapped in. "What about the evacuation vessel?"
"The ark?" the woman asked. "Train station's the edge of town. But you'll never get a ticket."
"Thank you very much," Veles said. "Again, I'm sorry for these two's behavior. If I didn't need them...Anyway, thank you for your time."
He walked the long way around the house to avoid the doorway, meeting Loki and Sylvie on their way toward the train station.
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