A penny for your thoughts

As soon as you got back to Asgard maids were already ready and waiting for your arrival.

You just about managed to walk a few steps after dismounting Loki's horse before a maid appeared next to you.

"Yes?" you query, eyeing her suspiciously

"I've been sent to retrieve you by orders of King Odin, you must come with me to attend a dress fitting" she says sternly

Before you could object, Loki had already took hold of your wrist gently pulling you away "do tell Odin to kindly shove his dress of choice in his empty eye socket" Loki sneered as he ascended the palace steps with you.

The maid watched gobsmacked as you both walked away. You giggled at her expression.

"She's not going to say that to him is she?" You asked curious

"She must, I'm a crowned prince. She must relay my words exactly how I said it or risk punishment"

You smirked darkly, knowing Odin was going to hear Loki's offending contort.

You walked down the hall unsure where Loki was heading, until he stopped abruptly, hearing your stomach growl.

"Oh I'm sorry darling. Breakfast! I didn't feed you!" he says saddened, remembering you were supposed to eat breakfast while watching the sunrise.

"That's okay Love, I blame Thor, not you" you smile jokingly.

"He's always interrupting us kitten, but that's no excuse. You must eat"

Loki quickly pulled you along the halls towards the kitchen. He barged in, uncaring that the staff stopped their work and stared at you both.

He pulled open the fridge and began taking out and piling up dishes of food on the counter.

"Take anything you desire sweetheart, let's fill your belly before we begin the dress fitting"

You eyed the food, your mouth salivating. The kitchen staff watched you intently as you ravish bite after bite. Your appetite seemingly insatiable.

Loki turned around to face you after emptying the fridge completely, he smiled in delighted surprise seeing your cheeks puffed out full of food.

His smile turned dirty, suddenly finding your greedy mouth arousing. His cock twitched as you chewed with a full mouth, swallowing large gulps of food and licking your lips.

You sat back, holding your lower belly fully satisfied.

"Ahh, that was nice" you say sated, your belly showing a little bulge from fullness.

Loki's eyes followed your hand, observing wolfishly as you rested it on your bloated bump.

To your horror Loki kneeled down, and kissed your protruding stomach.

"Loki!" you yelp, embarrassed

"What darling?.. I'm practicing. One day that food baby will be our real baby. You'll grow big and I'll kiss your bump every day"

The palace staff chuckled. To your surprise not from malice or disagreement, but from Loki's cuteness.

His eagerness to be a father showed by his actions, revealing his tender side, a side they didn't see that often.

You couldn't argue with Loki's words, he was too adorable, plus he did feed you, and food made you happy.

You stood up from your seat and took his hand, Loki guided you from the kitchen back into the halls, walking at a slower pace while you digested your food.

Your mind couldn't stop replaying Loki's baby talk as you walked. You were so focussed on the thought of a family with Loki, it triggered a lost memory.

You heard Loki's voice replay a previous conversation in your mind, talking about filling the palace with his children, over taking Asgard with the many babies you'll have.

You smile hearing Loki's voice, but sad that you were not able to see the image of the memory. Yet, you were delighted that parts were coming back somehow.

Loki saw you were distracted, observing your eyes gaze ahead in a deep daze, concentrating on your thoughts.

"Darling?"

You didn't hear his words, your thoughts now wondering whether it was even possible to conceive a child.

According to your Jotun history book, it was a difficult feat for Jotun's to conceive, a lot not able to bare children in their lifetime. And by Thor's earlier words it was also hard for Gods to conceive these days. The number of Royal Gods born were dwindling.

Queen Frigga herself confided in you, that it was a miracle that Thor was conceived, having tried for over a thousand years.

Were the realms Gods dying out you wonder.

"Sweetheart?" Loki repeated, giving your hand a gentle squeeze

"Hmm?" you say, raising your eyes to his

"A penny for your thoughts Darling"

You smile, but felt unsure if you should admit your thoughts, and start up a conversation. Maybe it was too soon to start such an important topic.

"Just thinking what type of dress I should wear, and what sort of dances are expected of me" you say, concealing the truth

Loki stopped and looked at you. "Well, that's strike one sweetheart. Lie to me again, and you'll earn another strike. Another strike means punishment"

You looked at Loki wide eyed. "I'm not ly.."

"Ah-ah-ah darling, be careful with your next word, strike two is very close"

You purse your lips tight. He clearly knew you were telling tales.

You rolled your eyes and sighed. Deciding to come clean.

"Whilst I am curious to know my dress and which dances are required of me. That was not what I was thinking"

"Well, I know that sweetheart. You can't hide the truth from the God of Lies, so go on...reveal your thoughts my love"

"I was replaying your earlier baby talk, in wonder about us having a family...Children"

Loki smiled, holding your hand tenderly. "Yet, I saw concern on your face while you were lost in a daze. There's more that you're not telling me Kitten"

You take a slow, yet deep inhale and breathe out.

"I've read that Jotun's have a difficult time conceiving, and should they conceive, the birth is rather arduous. Some not surviving the afflictions caused by the hardship of labour"

Loki suddenly looked at you gravely. "How do you know that?

"A book, it explains inhabitants of all the realms. My question is, when I was mortal, how exactly were we going to have a child, there was no way that I could conceive your child, yet we talked about it"

Loki looked at you nervously, he always prevented a pregnancy when he laid with you, unbeknownst to you. Although he knew it was near impossible for you to get pregnant, yet he didn't want to take that chance, no matter how slim it was.

You looked at him questionably, you could tell he was becoming nervous.

"Darling, Let's talk about this another time shall we. We have a ball to get ready for" he says, trying to sway the conversation.

His obvious need to move on from the conversation just made you even more curious.

"No, let's talk about this now" you say, getting irritated.

Loki sighed, knowing you were not going to relent.

His heart quickened feeling the anxiety dredge up, knowing you were about to find out about his deceit.

"My Love, I- I - I was never going to allow you to become with child. I couldn't risk your life, carrying my child could be the death of you even with magical intervention. The risks were too high as a mortal"

"So why did you put the notion in my head? was it just to appease me? Thinking it's what I want to hear. If it was not possibly or you didn't want children then simply be honest with me, not plant the idea in my head and my heart. I'd much rather the truth than be deceived Loki" you say feeling hurt

"I'm sorry sweetheart. But when you started talking about wanting my children I couldn't blurt out that it was impossible, you didn't no my heritage back then. You didn't no I was a monster, I simply couldn't crush your desire. I did think of other ways to give you children, adoption was always an idea love. It can still be an idea, an idea put in motion soon"

"You're not a monster Loki, so stop saying that! and while adoption is certainly a wonderful thing, I'm immortal now and I can touch Jotun skin. It's a new advantage I didn't have before, couple that with the help of magic and I don't see why we couldn't try and conceive. It may work or may not. But at least we try"

Loki stared at you, feeling the emotions pour out of you. "You'd risk the dangers of childbirth to rear a jotun child. My child?" Loki says dumbfounded

"Loki, am I missing something?. Didn't you just kiss my bloated belly wishing it was a baby inside. You couldn't wait to see my belly grow, but now you look surprised when I admit to wanting exactly that. You're so confusing!"

"It's true, I do wish to observe your belly grow with a child. I want you to experience motherhood, because you'd be a wonderful mother darling"

"Again your confusing me. You want to see my belly grow with child, yet you don't want me to risk the dangers of childbirth. You can't have both Loki" you admit frustrated

"I can"

You narrow your eyes at Loki, perplexed with his answer.

"What do you mean?"

Loki gripped both your hands, holding them steady. He stared into your glazed eyes. "I want you to be a mother. To grow a child within you. But I can't give you that sweetheart. I won't risk you birthing a Jotun child. So I've thought about possible suitors, and to be quite honest the best donor would be Thor. I'd raise the child as my own of course, and love them as if they were from my seed"

You looked at Loki horrified, pulling your hands from his "you can't be serious!"

"How else? this is the only way and it's the best solution. We both win, we get a child who isn't a monster and you don't die during delivery!"

You looked angrily at Loki, hating he used the word monster again. "I told you not to use the word monster! actions make someone a monster Loki, not physical appearance!"

"Wait, have you discussed this with Thor?!" You asked quizzically

Loki averted his gaze, looking sheepish.

"You have!"

"He's agreed to help us, should we want the help" Loki says, trying to calm you.

"Help, meaning giving me his seed. Tell me, do we actually fuck or .."

"NO!!" Loki yells, cutting you off, his tone now angry

"Artificial insemination, the same procedure as in midguard"

"And Meddie, she's in agreement with this?" you ask surprised

"Well, it was before Meddie was back in his life. But I'm sure she'd want to help us too"

You glared at Loki "no, Loki. She'd really not approve, and be just as appalled as I am"

Loki rolled his eyes "why are you appalled? It's a solid plan! But if Thor couldn't because of Meddie then.."

"you'll be the father! You'll give me what I want, your seed. Your child, growing in my belly"

"I was thinking perhaps Fandral. I know he'd never say no. And the plus side is, I can simply kill him, do away with him entirely after conception. With Thor that would be unethical, but Fandral..."

Loki smirks, trying to lighten your sour mood.

You fold your arms across your chest, and sigh out a frustrated breath.

Loki slowly walked over to you, treading lightly, being careful not to ruffle any more of your feathers.

"My Darling girl" he speaks softly, holding your cheeks with his cool hands. "You're everything to me, you're all I'll ever need and I'll do anything to make you happy"

You meet his eyes looking hopeful

"But not that"

Your heart shattered. You felt a deep loss linger in the crevice of your heart.

"Did you ever imagine your children with me?" you ask lowly

"Darling, at times I did feel elation at the prospect of children by my seed. I probably did consider it then"

"So what's changed now?" you ask

"I've lost you too many times, felt the loss of you far..too..many..times." Loki sighed, lowering his headΒ  "I just...I can't bare to feel that pain again. I won't chance losing you ever again, please understand, should I lose you, I'd wither away"

You feel his sorrow, putting yourself in his shoes, suddenly having a little more understanding of his point of view. You'd not want to risk Loki's life either.

"Okay Loki, okay" you say, lifting his head so he looked at you.

He could see the sadness behind your eyes at this revelation, he was sorry that he ever made you believe he could give you a child, his child.

"The Gods have fated us together, and you're more than enough for me Loki" you admit, although a slither of sadness was evident in your tone.

"You say that now sweetheart, but over time you'll grow to resent me, I won't be enough for you one day. So please, don't close the idea of a baby with Thor's seed. I promise I'll love them as my own"

Your stomach knotted at hearing Thor's seed, the idea of baring Thor's child twisted your insides. You want Loki. Only Loki.

"Consider all options my love, I dream of being a father, this is for you as well as me"

You realise closing the option completely because you felt it immoral was selfish. You could see Loki was sincere, he truly did want to be a father one day.

"I promise to rethink it one day, when we're both ready to settle down Loki" you say, thinking that day to be hundreds of years in the future.

Loki smiled wide before crashing his lips down to yours. He broke away looking deeply into your features "I can't wait to tell Mother! She's going to love planning the nursery!" Loki says ecstatic

Your eyes widen in surprise.

"Wedding before the baby or, a baby before the wedding? What do you think darling? I'm happy either way"

You stand two steps back absorbing Loki's words, his jolly demeanour shocking and tickling you at the same time.

"You're right Loki, let's talk about this another time" you say, now walking away, mindlessly turning corners at a fast pace.

Loki quickly forges ahead after you, his footsteps pounding heavily not far behind.

"Gotcha darling" Loki says as he catches up to you, his arms seductively snake around your waist as your back is pressed firmly into his chest. He locks you into his embrace, holding you against him.

"Why are we running? he asked, oblivious it was you running from him. Suddenly needing a bit of fresh air.

You remained silent.

"Why so eager to get to the dress fitting? how about we make a detour Kitten. I have a royal four poster bed just waiting to be destroyed" Loki's lips find the crook of your neck, his squeeze on you tightens.

Whilst you adored that your feelings for Loki was finally revealed, and reciprocated. The baby revelation and the fact he had concealed things from you from the very start, dampened your mood.

Even with his body pressed against your back, feeling his meaty bulge grow bigger, your arousal just wasn't there. Your mind was mentally exhausted.

Loki peppered kisses behind your ear, using his tongue to play with your earlobe while his hand travelled further south.

Your body writhed against him, trying hard to squirm away but he held you in place with his one arm still tightly gripped around your waist.

"You're not escaping me Princess, I need to taste you"

His hand dived between your closed legs, desperate to gain entry to your folds. You squeezed them shut, not giving him access.

"Teasing me baby? Tut-tut-tut"

Still standing upright, Loki used his powerful feet to separate your legs wide. Wedging his knee in between, stopping you from clamping them closed.

His hand quickly found its way under your dress, smoothing up your inner thigh, grabbing on your soft flesh as he past.

"Loki stop. Someone could see us" your words merely an excuse, you couldn't care less who saw.

"Sssh darling girl, let me pleasure you" Loki's hand moved from your waist and covered your mouth, muffling your pleas to stop.

His fingers found your clit with ease, your eyes rolled back as he began his signature move. Alternating between tapping and firm circles, the movement igniting the tiny little nerves that were nestled in your now aroused bean.

You couldn't fight his magical hands, he was too familiar with your body, and what it liked. It was inevitable that he'd make you hot and aroused.

A soft moan escaped your mouth, vibrating against his palm that concealed the high pitched moan. Loki desperate to hear you, uncovered your lips, placing two fingers inside the warmth of your mouth instead.

You suck on his digits, and he groaned, relishing your wet tongue.

Without warning he inserted his finger inside your slick hole, causing you to gasp. It's been a while since you've had such an arousing intrusion.

You moaned loud while still sucking his fingers, Loki pumped you sensually, adding an extra finger when he felt your juices run.

Just as you feel your core start to pulse Loki removed his hand entirely. Bringing his hand up to his lips, tasting your slick on his fingers.

You hear him sloshing against his digits, sucking your juices clean like a ravenous animal lapping up his favourite food.

Carnal lust overwhelmed him, his arms wrapped around your waist, lifting your feet off the floor and carrying you to the wall.

He pushed the front of your body against the hard surface, caging you in. Your flushed cheeks relished the coolness of the wall as your forced against it.

You feel Loki outspread your legs using his boots. He lifted your dress revealing your bare ass, and gripped onto your hips forcing your plump cheeks to protrude outwards.

Your heart quickened hearing a familiar sound from behind you, Loki's zip being undone. You breathe in a stuttered breath feeling his hard cock nestle snuggly between your ass.

"Are you ready to be fucked Kitten?" Loki's raspy voice showed eagerness, and a heated desire to have you Now

As you opened your mouth to reply, he pushed his thick cock inside you, stretching you from his wide girth.

Your reply was a loud gasp.

His thrusts were so powerful the side of your face slid up and down against the hard wall.

You instinctively placed your palms flat against the surface, holding your body off the wall to stop your delicate cheeks developing friction burns.

Loki's pleasureful wails echoed down the long halls, drowning out the sinful slapping sounds his cock made as it hit your reddening ass.

His doggy style pummelling never faltered, he continued ramming into you so vigorously your legs began to shake.

You shrieked far too loud when he suddenly pulled your hips into him, angling your body to allow him to enter you even deeper. This slight tweak of movement made him hit your pleasure spot instantly, feeling your orgasm already about to erupt.

You cry out, screaming Loki's name as your rapture engulfed you. Your arms collapsed causing your face to slam into the wall, the pain of the hard hit mixed with your sexual pleasure was a new sensation you didn't hate. Making a mental note to explore it further.

Loki pounded into you like a jackhammer a few more times before his throat bellowed out a triumphant howl, as ropes of his seed shot into you.

You lay out of breath against the wall, feeling Loki's body pressed up against you. His whole weight was spread evenly on top of you, his stamina depleted.

You thanked the Gods that you were immortal now, because if you were still mortal, his powerful pummelling and body weight alone would have caused great damage.

Loki felt your chest breathe rapid, he quickly leaned off you pulling you up with him, your dress falling back down covering your modesty once more.

"Sorry darling, was I too rough? I thought maybe you could handle all of me since you're a Goddess now, but should you need me to revert back to a less powerful thrust just say the word Kitten"

You slowly turn to face him, he gasped seeing the large bruise on the side of your cheek. The outcome of your rough love making.

"What? What is it?" you ask nervously

"I'm sorry sweetheart, forgive me. I heard the thump against the wall but I didn't no it was your face! Let me heal you!"

You giggle, unbothered about bruise that's formed. You're still so high on enrapture you feel nothing but bliss.

Loki cupped your cheek, emanating a cool green breeze as he healed your newly developed bruise.

You observed him as he stared at your face in full concentration. You look at his features, his pale skin displaying a pinch of rose after the exhaustive sex session. His brows showing beads of sweat, he really did give it his all.

You smile.

Your hand reached up to his face, releasing the strand of hair stuck down with sweat and curved it behind his ear.

"Did I wear you out my love? I've never seen you so exhausted"

Loki chuckled, trying not to break his concentration as he heals you. "More powerful thrusts, mean more energy used sweetheart. So yes, yes you did wear me out. But give me ten minutes and I'll jump right back in baby"

You laughed, but your big grin caused you to feel the pain of your affliction.

"Ouch" you say, furrowing your brows.

"Try not to laugh Kitten, it's quite a nasty bruise. You've actually broken a cheek bone. But I'm nearly done my love. One more minute...there, all done"

You stretch your mouth, rubbing your cheek, happy that it felt as good as new with no more pain.

"Thank you my King. Thank you for the pleasures you give me, and for the love you offer. I appreciate, and love you Loki"

Loki looked at you adoringly, always so surprised to hear such genuine affection from anyone. It sent a warmth around his body.

He lifted your chin, and gently kissed your lips "Thank you for Loving me....again" he smirks

"Was there really any doubt that I wouldn't fall madly in love with you all over again?" You say as though it was clearly obvious you would.

"There is always doubt and I still have doubt sometimes. But that's because you're perfect and I'm a mons.."

You shush Loki with your finger "don't you dare say it" you say sternly

Loki smiled against your finger, nodding his head in agreement. "You're perfect Loki... you're my perfect"

Loki felt your sincere words and held you against him tenderly.

His arms wrapped gently around your body, and your head rested neatly on his chest hearing the slow beat of his heart. You felt your body begin to sway, Loki's feet moving side to side.

You smile realising your dancing, and before you could ask where the music was, Loki had already started humming a tune. A slow sweet melody, one you've not heard before.

You closed your eyes and listened as he swayed you softly. The vibrations of his hums rattled within his chest, it soothed you further.

You danced until both your hearts were drunk on love, only stopping when a maid interrupted your serene moment conveying a message from King Odin.

"Prince Loki, I come baring a message from The King"

Loki continued holding you, refusing to break your embrace. He addressed the maid while still tightly squeezing you.

"And what does the old man want now?" he blurts out unbothered

The maid fidgeted nervously, reluctant to put voice to the message.

"Well, speak woman"

She cleared her throat before talking.

"I may be missing an eyeball, but at least I'm not missing the ball. For your crude mannerism towards your King, you are sentenced to remain in a cell within the dungeons until I see fit"

Loki scoffed, looking at the maid smugly, but his unbothered expression was suddenly wiped from his face when he saw guards suddenly round a corner wielding weapons.

"By order of The King, Prince Loki you're to be chained and brought to the dungeons"

The guards suddenly rushed upon Loki, who had no time to absorb the information.

You were pushed away as Loki struggled in shock, his wrists and ankles cuffed tightly together.

"You can't do this!" you argue, barging into the guards and grabbing onto Loki's torso.

Loki tried to use his magic to unshackle his chains but they were magically bound by Odins force. Unbreakable by anyone.

Loki sighed, defeated. "It's okay darling. I'll talk with Mother, I won't miss our ball together"

The guards began to forcefully move Loki away, while the maid gripped onto your wrist, guiding you in the opposite direction.

"Let go of me, I'm going with Loki!" you snap

"There is no use trying to enter the dungeon, it's magically bound by Odins force. Only those he permits can enter. Isn't it more wise to approach King Odin himself and argue your case on the Princes behalf"

You stared at her and huffed. She was right, it was better to go to the source of the problem. Odin.

You called out to Loki, who struggled to turn within the guards grip. "I'll go to Odin, and explain that your earlier message was just a joke. I'll make him see sense my love. Don't worry!"

Loki looked at you gravely "No! Don't go to Odin alone!" He yells out concerned, not putting it past Odin that this could be a trap of some sorts.

You nod your head before Loki rounded a corner, out of sight.

You walk back to the maid and stood defiantly "Take me to Odin" you commanded

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