Hello, all! Yes, I am still alive! :D I just sorta dropped this for a little while because I had a terrible case of writer's block. Anywhoo, here I am! Flik, the next chapter is dedicated to you, I promise! :D Anyway...Enjoy!
Loki pressed Kim harder into the mattress, his lips moving lustfully against hers. Kim moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. She let out a squeak as he suddenly pulled her up into a seated position. She wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned her head back for he bad begun biting the delicate flesh that was her neck, making sure to leave marks. His fingers quickly removed the robe off of her shoulders and it pooled at her waist. He pulled back to regard her perfectly rounded breasts. Kim looked at him through half-lidded eyes and gasped when his cool hands came in contact with her bare skin. He placed both of his hands on her breasts and massaged them gently. Kim let out a soft moan as she pulled his face in to claim another kiss. Loki's hands moved to her back, pulling her bare chest roughly against his breastplate. Kim let out a gasp when she felt the cold metal. Her hands went to his cape, trying to figure out how to unlatch it. Loki chuckled as she growled in frustration. He pulled back and removed the cape for her. Smiling almost evilly, he dipped down to attack her neck again. Kim's already heavy breathing turned into a pant Loki's right hand dipped down between her thighs. She moaned and enjoyed his fingers only for a moment until she froze. Furrowing his brows, Loki looked her in the eyes.
"Have I done something wrong?" His voice was hoarse. She shook her head no.
"But we've got company." Kim's voice was faint. She lifted her chin slightly, signaling for him to look around. He did so and spotted a rather embarrassed looking guard. Kim placed her hands on Loki's shoulders and pressed herself up against him more, making sure she was hidden.
"What do you want?" Loki growled.
"Lord Fandral requests your presence, sir." The guard said, voice cracking. Loki straightened a bit, keeping a firm grip on Kim.
"Very well. Tell him we'll just be a moment." He ordered and the guard left. He looked down at Kim. "I'm sorry, my dear, but we must continue this another time." He released her and chuckled at her whining. "Come. Let's get you dressed." He held out a hand. Kim pulled her robe back over herself and took his hand. He led her to the closet and opened the doors. He picked up a small box and smiled, handing it to her. "Here. I had this made specially for you." Kim took the box from him, examining it.
"What is it?"
"Okay." She opened the box slowly, revealing an elegant necklace with a black stone in the middle. "It's beautiful. Thank you." She smiled.
"It's a healing stone. It will protect you." Loki said, taking the necklace and placing it around her neck. "Beautiful." He admired. "Here." He picked up the dress and handed it to her. She took the fabric into her hands, admiring its beauty. It was a rose colored gown, with white and gold trimmings.
"This is...This is beautiful. Thank you." She smiled. "Now out!" She giggled, placing her hands on his back and pushing him out of the closet. She removed her robe and stepped into it-a perfect fit. She adjusted it a little before coming out.
"What do you think?" She asked, turning around.
"Beautiful." Loki admired, placing his hands on her hips. Kim blushed a little. "Come." He offered her his arm. She took it happily and he led her upstairs to where Fandral was awaiting them. They all sat around a fire in the middle of the room as Hogun paced. Loki pulled Kim to the side and they stayed quiet.
"We should've never let him go." Volstagg said.
"There was no stopping him." Sif replied.
"Well at least he's only banished, not dead. Which is what we'd all be if that guard hadn't told Odin where we'd gone."
Loki looked down at his hand, rotating it, replaying the events of earlier.
"How did the guard even know?" Volstagg said as Hogun rubbed a healing stone on his burn.
"I told him." Kim said. Everyone looked at her. "Well, it was Loki's idea."
"What?" Fandral glared at her.
"I told her to tell him to go to Odin after we'd left." Loki explained. "He should be flogged for taking so long. We should've never have reached Jotunheim."
"You told the guard?!" Volstagg yelled at them.
"Hold up there, Beard Man-I did what Loki told me to do."
"I saved our lives." Loki responded calmly. "And Thor's. I had no idea Father would banish him for what he did." He sort of shrugged. Sif rose and faced Loki.
"Loki, you must go to the Allfather and convince him to change his mind." She begged.
"And if I do then what?" Loki glared. "I love Thor more dearly than any of you..." His voice was gravelly, almost pained and Kim put a gentle hand on his arm. "But you know what he is. He's arrogant, he's reckless, he's dangerous. You saw how he was today. Is that what Asgard needs from its king?" He spat at them. "Come, Kim." He snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her along, exiting.
"What was that all about?" She asked. Loki didn't answer, but let his arm drop from her waist as he hurried down the hall. "Loki, wait!" She called after him, jogging behind.
"Leave me." He dismissed, hurrying away. She huffed and stood still for a moment before following him quietly down to the weapons vault. She pressed her ear to the door. Just then, Odin approached.
"What are you doing? Where is Loki?" Odin asked.
"He's in there, sire." Kim said, pointing to the door. Odin nodded and entered quietly. Once the doors were closed again, she listened intently.
"Stop!" Odin yelled.
"...Am I cursed?" Loki asked shakily.
"No." Odin replied simply. There was a long pause.
"What am I?"
"You're my son."
"What more then that?" Loki hissed. Kim could hear his footsteps getting closer to where Odin was standing by the door. "The casket wasn't the only thing you took from Jotunheim that day, was it?"
It was Odin's turn for the long pause. "...No. In the aftermath of the battle, I went into the temple and found a baby. Small, for a giant's offspring. Abandoned, suffering, left to die...Laufey's son." Odin explained. Kim's jaw dropped.
"Laufey's son?" Loki choked out.
"Wh-why? You were knee-deep in Jotun blood-Why would you take me?"
"You were an innocent child-"
"-No. You took me for a purpose. What was it?" Loki spat. Odin didn't answer "TELL ME!" He cried, pain and desperation in his voice. Kim began to tear up.
"I thought I could unite our kingdoms one day, bring about an alliance, bring about a permanent peace-through you."
"Wh-what?" Loki squeaked, barely audible.
"But those plans no longer matter."
"So I am no more than another stolen relic-locked up here until you might have use of me?" Loki said, obviously angry and beginning to cry.
"Why do you twist my words?" Odin glared.
"You could've told me what I was from the beginning! Why didn't you?"
"You're my son...I wanted only to protect you from the truth."
"What?! Because I..I-I'm the monster who parents tell their children about at night?!" He stuttered.
"No..." Odin sighed.
"You know, it all makes sense now why you favored Thor all these years!" Loki growled. "Because no matter how much you claim to love me-You could never have a frost giant sitting on the throne of Asgard!" Loki yelled. Kim heard Odin groaning in what seemed to be pain before going silent, breathing heavily. Kim pulled away from the door, mouth agape in shock. "Guards! Guards, please help!" Loki cried. Two guards rushed past Kim, tending to Odin as Loki staggered out. He spotted her and her heart sank. He was crying and sniveling, a pained and shocked and hurt expression on his face.
"Loki..." Kim breathed as she rushed over, taking him into her arms. He was hesitant at the touch, but soon relaxed and held her tightly. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry..." She said, massaging the back of his neck soothingly. "C'mon." He took his hand, leading him back to his room. He flopped down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as Kim curled up next to him.