Part 7

“You’ll never know what hit you
Won’t see me closing in
I’m gonna make you suffer
This hell you put me in
I’m underneath your skin
The devil within

I tried to be the lover to your nightmare
Look what you made of me
Now I’m a heavy burden that you can’t bear…”

(The Devil Within)
 

Thor knocked another frost giant into million pieces when he felt the urge to look into the direction of the castle. He could feel it that something was happening there. Something big. His heart started beating fast as Jane came into his mind and anger flooded his mind as he saw still many of the giants approaching them. He directed Mjölnir towards the grey skies again and his anger amplified the weapon’s power, making loud thunders roar over the land as the flashes of lightning got collected until they heated up, his eyes a glowing blue as he swung his hammer and let them strike the frost creatures, jumping from one to the other, shattering and melting them.

“This is our chance! Follow me!” he yelled behind him to his friends and started running, letting his hammer fly out of his hand to keep their path open. The ice was slippery and started cracking under them as they ran.

Volstagg glimpsed behind them and saw some of the ice giants fall into the cracks, cold water splashing out around them. “Faster, lads! The ice is cracking open over the river!” he yelled and caught up with Lady Sif and Fandral while Thor made sure the path was kept clear. Soon they’ll be able to leave the ice of the river, they just had to pass the narrowest part between the mountains.

Hel made the crow spread its wings and fly off the pine tree, getting higher as she followed the warriors. Thor’s little power display made her smile. She thought he wasn’t bad, but brute strength wasn’t always enough to win. She watched them pass that narrow and critical part between the mountains and she croaked to make her giants fall back while her physical body back in the castle was visited by one of her father’s illusions telling her to let them get closer. From that she knew he’d succeeded and was probably lying with that human bitch. For a while she watched the still running warriors underneath, getting into a thin pine forest. She let them alone for now and pulled her power back from the crow just to watch her father’s copy self dissolve in the usual golden-green light, leaving her smiling darkly in the solitude of her room.

Thor and his friends were slightly out of breath as they reached the trees and saw that the ice-creatures fell back. They stopped for a few minutes to catch their breaths.

“What did just happen?” Volstagg panted.

“My brother is playing with us…” Thor grunted still holding Mjölnir in his hand, scanning their surroundings to avoid another attack.

“He probably wants to hold us up to… do whatever he planned” Lady Sif agreed watching Thor worried.

“We have to get going. I have a very bad feeling” Thor murmured, his clear blue eyes glued to the direction of the castle, seeing its top from where they were standing now. “We are wasting time with fighting these creatures.”

“What bad feeling?” Fandral asked as he ran his glove-covered fingers through his fair hair and straightened up, ready to follow their future king.

“It is about Jane. I don’t know what, but something’s happening to her. Or did. I can feel it in my bones” Thor sighed, worry gripping his heart firmer. “We have to move quicker. We are already discovered and being watched so it doesn’t matter anymore. It doesn’t seem that Hel and Loki wants to start a war. Or not yet at least. Let’s go” he said seeing that his friends weren’t harmed in the previous attack. They followed him in silence, each of them lost in their own thoughts while watching their surroundings.

***

“Midnight confessions keep on blurring the line
Say you're here on my side
Want you here on my side
You keep my heart under the cover of night
Could be the devil in a clever disguise
Temptation leads us…”

(State of Seduction)
 

Loki was watching Jane sleeping on her stomach still naked next to him. He was lying on his side and ran his fingertips down the graceful curve of her spine. Her skin was insanely soft and similarly warm to the touch like Thor’s. He didn’t regret yet that he let her see this much of him during their minutes of passion. He got what he wanted: her body and soul. He managed to change her, to maybe even tame her a little, although he liked the fierce fire in her as she defied him. It always made him smile. He had an idiotic grin on his face at that moment too, but he didn’t stop it. He felt somewhat light-headed and very satisfied. He couldn’t wait to hurt Thor with his latest achievement. Although… a small voice in the back of his head told him that he shouldn’t ruin what he just shared with Jane.

As he watched the brunette sleeping peacefully next to him he felt her getting stronger from the power of the golden apple, shredding the remains of her human weaknesses. Loki rarely let such thoughts cross his mind like what he was thinking about at that moment. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining how different their life could be if Jane stayed on his side instead of his brother’s. Was that even possible? Would she really accept him the way he was like he saw it in her eyes in the second they reached their release? Or was that just a clever lie? He wouldn’t be surprised about that. He wasn’t someone to be trusted. Not after everything that had been done against him in Asgard. All the treachery – first from the Allfather who only wanted to use him to unite Asgard and Jötunheim, her “mother” hiding the truth from him, his “friends” helping Thor to depose him from his rightful throne and then his own brother defiling what they had by falling in love with a mortal woman… Albeit, he now knew that she was no ordinary Midgardian – and she’ll never be one from now on.

He let his fingers stroke out a lock of her hair from her face, just enjoying the peaceful moments that he allows to himself very rarely. Loki still couldn’t decide what role Jane might have in his life. Maybe she was destined to be the link between darkness and light – him and his brother… It’d make sense since both of them were attracted to her and it seemed she felt the same way now towards the brothers too. Loki wondered if everything else were put aside – the fighting, him being pursued and his ambitions of becoming the king of Asgard – would it be possible for Loki with her help to get close to Thor like in the old days? Would she accept the nature of their relationship or would she feel disgusted? If she knew that he and his brother were lovers for long years…

Loki could still remember the first kiss and night they shared with Thor as teens. In human terms the mischievous boy was seventeen, Thor a couple of years older, but already the ladies’ favorite. By that time Loki longed his touch for years, but didn’t dare to make any ambiguous gestures. First he thought he was sick and loathed himself for having such unclean thoughts about his own brother. So he just watched him feast and drink when the warriors of the realm came back to celebrate their victories. Thor promised Loki that one day they’d be just like them. Drinking and fucking women all night. His younger brother made a face hearing that and let his brother go hunt down some girls, making him send jealous looks across the great hall where the celebration was held. They won some war so it was a big one. Loki thought it’d be the same like always: losing sight of his drunken brother quickly in order to receive some other kind of pleasure too. As Odin’s sons they were always surrounded by women, but Loki soon made it clear to them that he didn’t want their company. He preferred to be left alone with his thoughts and stayed silent, observing their friends and the others. As those nights moved along and everyone got drunk and uninhibited he thought of them as animals, nothing better than the enemy they just defeated.

That night was somehow different though. Thor hasn’t disappeared as expected, although drank a few with his friends and flashed his warm smile at them that could always melt the ice around Loki’s heart a little. He even got sneaky and got some drinks for Loki too, promising that their father wouldn’t know about it. The younger brother drank slowly and soon excused himself as the heavy smell of drinks and sweaty bodies got too much for him. He never liked big crowds anyway. Too many people to keep his eyes on. He slipped through the crowd and went to the balcony of his own room that was next to Thor’s since he was a baby. The cool night air helped him clear his head and when he looked down he saw that he was still holding his jug. First he wanted to pour the rest of his drink down from the balcony but after all he drank it all. As he went back into his room to get ready for bed he was thinking about how things were changing between him and Thor. How he felt their differences more and more with each passing day as he tried to keep his distance from him because of his dark desires. He was sure Thor had noticed that too, because he spent less time with him and more with his friends and women. The only thing that amused Loki in this was Sif’s face when he saw her watch Thor sneaking away with the actual girls. What was it in Thor that made everyone love him? His smile? His blue eyes and deep voice? To Loki he was like a sun, radiating warmth and light from the inside. He missed his sun. He missed those evenings when they just cuddled as kids and read stories to each other. When he was near he could always ease up that inexplicable darkness in Loki’s soul.

He sighed shaking his head. These were the thoughts of a dreamer. He never thought about himself as one. He was much more rational and calculating than that. And yet he couldn’t make his desires disappear, he only managed to suppress them as best as he could. While lying in bed wearing his sleeping pants and a richly decorated emerald robe, he was thinking about how he was supposed to act normal around Thor again with such feelings, but couldn’t get an answer, because there was a knock on the door and in the next moment Thor burst into the room in his usual way. He kicked the door shut behind him, holding two jugs of the strong ale they’ve been drinking that night.

“What do you want, Thor? Your girlfriends abandoned you?” he asked a little irritated.

“No brother, I bid them good night without my company. Here, I brought you one more” he dropped down on the bed next to his brother and pushed one in Loki’s hand. The whole bed shook from Thor’s sudden move and even Loki’s book fell on the floor as he tried not to spill the ale.

“I don’t want it.”

“Drink it.”

“No” he glared at Thor nearly pouting while fighting with his conflicting emotions.

“Drink brother or I’ll make you drink!” Thor growled on his deep voice, sending a shiver down Loki’s spine and after a sigh he started drinking. He knew he had no other choice if he wanted to keep his bed dry.

“Good boy!” Thor grinned satisfied with his achievement and he drank half of his ale too.

Loki only raised a brow from the comment and snorted. “So will your small brain give me an answer to the ‘what are you doing here’ question?”

Thor ignored the cynical tone his brother used and just watched him for a long moment over the rim of his jug. “I wanted to spend some more time with you. I miss you, brother” he murmured softer than Loki expected and quickly drank the rest of his drink, putting the jug on the nightstand without looking.

Loki couldn’t say anything clever this time because of the lights in Thor’s eyes that cleared up from the haze of the drinks he had had in them earlier. The thinner boy sighed and looked aside, busying himself with drinking the rest of his ale too. The silence was meaningful between them and lasted for a couple of long minutes. The look they exchanged confused Loki even more. He felt the control slipping from his hand, which he never liked. He felt the alcohol start to work in his system and he nearly missed the nightstand on his side as he put down his jug. When he turned back Thor was closer to him, nearly making him jump.

“Why are you avoiding me, brother?”

“I am not…” he started but was cut off.

“Don’t lie. Not this time. I want to know why you are keeping yourself from my company and lock yourself up” he looked in his eyes worried.

Loki shook his head “It doesn’t matter.”

“It does. I love you, Loki. You are my brother. We’ve always been so close and I miss that” he reached out to stroke Loki’s lightly flushed face and when he tried to pull it away he didn’t let him do so. “Look at me, Loki…” he whispered and his younger brother had no other choice “I think I know…”

Loki rounded his green eyes and anger flickered in them. “You know nothing, Thor. Get out! I want to be alone now. Go run after some skirts and leave me alone!”

“No!” he said moving closer to make him look back at him, but Loki tried to break free. In the next moment Thor was laying on top of him, like he so often did as children when they were wrestling. But it was different now – both of them could feel it. “I know… I know because… I feel the same…” he panted hoarsely and before Loki could say anything, he felt his brother’s lips on his own.

Part 8

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