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Part 9
2014.02.07. 19:37
Part 9
“Just close your eyes
Everything's gonna be just fine
You can peek on the other side
Say you'll keep still, as still as can be
Don't get caught in the chaos surrounding us
Trust that we're coming out clean
Cause I'm on your side, it's still you and me…”
(Close Your Eyes)
Loki just couldn’t believe it. Was he serious? Was he mocking him? Was he too drunk to know what he was doing?! It couldn’t be. He couldn’t feel the same way about him, he thought, but yet he succumbed and melted into the kiss.
“What are you doing? You are drunk…” Loki panted, more color showing on his cheekbones as Thor’s weight literally pressed him into the bed.
“No, brother. I only drank tonight to be brave enough to kiss you. I was meaning to do this for a while now and I know you felt the same. I know you better than anyone, Loki…” he whispered and caressed his face with a big hand, its warmth making Loki sigh with relief. So he wasn’t sick after all? Or both of them were… Though he was still fighting with himself to dare to believe him.
“This isn’t a prank to return my last one, is it?” he asked suspiciously.
“No. Loki… I want you” he murmured and his deep voice was hoarse with lust. “It is alright if you want me too” he kissed into his brother’s neck and Loki felt his heart pounding so fast and loud that he was sure Thor could feel it too through his own chest.
“I… yes…” he was able to whisper only this, already feeling dizzy from the happiness that his feelings weren’t one-sided. He opened up slowly, half-expecting that their friends would come into the room any minute to laugh at Loki for being fooled good this time… but deep in his heart he knew Thor wouldn’t be able to do that to him. He was different, not like him.
His hands were unsure and slightly shaking at first as he touched Thor’s blond locks, closing his eyes from the downward kisses on his neck and chest. He was already growing hard in his silk pants, his body burning for his brother’s touches and kisses after being buried deep for so long. He was the only person to whom Loki dared to show his true colors, his true emotions. It’s been always like that and Thor never made him regret doing so. Loki sometimes wondered from where so much goodness could come. Of course Thor could get arrogant and act like a complete show-off, but besides his flaws he was always good to his brother. He always cared for Loki, who needed that more than he showed.
And now it seemed he’d be willing to fulfill his darkest desire too. From that moment he knew that – no matter what might happen – his relationship with Thor would always be special. Loki couldn’t really remember how their clothes landed on the floor, he only remembered the nearly unbearable heat as their naked bodies entwined for the first time, but with such ease that he just knew deep down that it couldn’t be the very first time. Probably in a previous lifetime they had been together already and their muscles remembered how to complete each other. He didn’t know if Thor had other male lovers before, but he didn’t even care. In that moment he made Loki his and that was all that counted for him as he welcomed the new sensations, that made him want to explode all over him in each and every second, but he held back and just admired the already muscular body moving over him with care, making sure he wasn’t hurting Loki too much. He wouldn’t have cared even if he did. As long as Thor was there with him and Loki could be truly himself around him again.
Later that night after their bodies were satisfied and they were just breathing in each others’ arms Loki was lying there wide awake for the first time in his life. He didn’t care that what they did would be considered as a sin if it turned out. He only focused on trying to stay open and enjoy those special moments as long as he could. He couldn’t know back then if there would be another occasion, if his brother wouldn’t change his mind the following day. But he didn’t and that night became the first of many during which their relationship got deeper and more complicated than ever before.
The present Loki sat up in bed, glimpsing at Jane once more before getting up and started to put on his clothes. He didn’t know why he had these flashbacks right now, but for a few moments – before he closed up yet again – he felt sorry that things have changed radically since those years. Sometimes he still dreamt of his brother, sometimes he still desired him that way. But as things were at that moment, getting that close to Thor again wasn’t going to happen soon. Well, maybe this was another thing from his past that he had to let go in order to reach his goals. Goals to which he just got closer. He ran his cool hand along Jane’s back once more, already fully dressed, then melted back into the shadows to check on his daughter and how things were with their visitors. He also had a war to plan.
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“Hear your thunder calling,
from a distant sky
Wanna feel I've known this,
for 1000 lives
When the heavens falling,
And I see the light
Taken from my slumber,
From a dream I've died
Bring me back to life
Every time I look in your eyes
I see lightning
Cover me when there's nowhere to hide
You come crashing…”
(Come Crashing)
Jane waited until Loki wasn’t around anymore and opened her eyes. His touch was still lingering on her back, making her confusion worse. She could think better now and realized what they’d done. The one thing she swore to herself she wouldn’t do to Thor. What the hell got into her?! Of course it was… very good, but… How was she supposed to face Thor… and herself in the mirror after this?
She rather sat up, still smelling Loki on her skin, but she tried to ignore it as she lifted her hands in front of her to look at them. They seemed normal now, the golden glow was gone but as Jane paid more attention to her body she felt less cold and stronger than before, not to mention that the back of her head, where she hit it at home, wasn’t throbbing anymore. Now that she found her scientist self too she decided to test herself. She quickly got dressed into the warm clothes she got from Loki and walked to one of the heavy-looking dark wooden chairs that she could barely move previously. She took a deep breath and tried to lift it. It went surprisingly easily. She could barely feel its weight now, which made her eyes round. So Loki was telling the truth and he really made her stronger. Until now she had her doubts because he liked his tricks more than anything… but now she had her proof. She took a few deep breaths staring at her hands again. So from now on she won’t age like humans… She became something more, just like she wanted. To be honest, she didn’t understand why Loki gave this power to her, but she’ll use them to escape, like she planned since the moment she took his hand…
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of thunder but this time it came from very close and in an unnatural way. She looked towards the window then ran to it to check the valley below, her hearth throbbing in her throat, but the mist made it difficult to see. Still one name was echoing in her mind: Thor. She strained her eyes and she realized that she could see a bit better too. She saw the fog glow in the cold lights of repeated thunders then it started to swirl and she managed to take a glimpse of the man who was standing in the middle of the widening clear spot. Despite the sting of guilt Jane smiled relieved and felt that certain warmth spread in her which she always felt when she set her eyes on Thor. He came for her after all! This was the chance she was waiting for.
She quickly and noiselessly went to the door – even walking felt easier to her after the transformation – and pressed her ear against the dark wood. She couldn’t hear anything so she carefully opened the heavy door to peek outside. She could see no one around so she snuck out of the room where she’s been kept since she was kidnapped. She was surprised that there weren’t any guards and wondered if she could have made her escape earlier… before the mistake was done. But there was no point in thinking about that anymore. Now she had to concentrate on the task at hand: escaping. She knew she had to get to Thor and the others to make it possible for Heimdall to take them back home. She already figured out that Loki found a way to cloak her presence and probably the Gatekeeper couldn’t see her.
Carefully making her way down a few corridors she felt the temperature dropping rapidly. She suspected hers was one of the heated rooms of the castle-like building. It was actually an amazing place with its dark and icy walls lit by some kind of eerie blue lights. It was just too cold for her taste. Lifeless even. She couldn’t see anyone around on the corridors either. Were all the guards fighting in the valley or waiting at their posts? Jane had no time to muse on that either. She had to find her way out of this labyrinth as soon as possible. Suddenly her eyes caught movement at the end of the corridor. She stopped and tried to hide in a darker hollow of the wall. After a few seconds she carefully took a peek and she saw the outlines of a little boy standing in the middle of the corridor close to the corner. Jane blinked a few times to make sure she saw it right, because he was quite transparent. Maybe it was just because of the light. The next time she blinked the boy disappeared. She frowned but then froze as she felt that she was being watched. Turning to the side and down Jane suddenly looked into the raven boy’s hollow brownish eyes. She felt her heart suddenly beating in her throat. She was right: the boy was a ghost or something. She tried not to freak out as it stared at her creepily. She scolded herself for still feeling surprised after all that she’s been through.
“Hi… I’m Jane… err… who are you?” she asked after swallowing hard.
The boy didn’t say anything just stared at her and lifted a small hand, pointing to the direction he just came from. Jane understood the gesture and nodded.
“You know a way out of here?”
The boy nodded and started kind of walking – it seemed that his feet touched the ground but of course it made no sound – and only after a little hesitation Jane followed him. He sped up so Jane had to as well. Soon her new guide was leading her down the stairs and across cold and empty halls. She didn’t realize the place was this huge. As they were crossing a smaller hall she heard the fighting from closer. That made her heart pound faster. She had to get outside and it seemed the boy was leading her to the right direction.
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